What the hell were you thinking?
What is it that you see
I didn't fancy you to be
the gambler of the century
It's not money or fame
that hides in the shadows
making come ons and promises
from the darkened street corners
It's the control that seduces
and whispers sweet lies
a promise of unending dominion
that will never be cashed
But like the addict within
you hold onto those words
hoping maybe that next hit
your ship will come in
A simple phrase comes to mind
in a blind, desperate attempt
to pull you back to reality
The odds are always
always in favor of the house.
A quick poem written and inspired by Emperor Mateus’s storyline in Dissidia. Domination of the world by offing a god is pretty damn ambitious…
Even if you DID rule heaven AND hell in FFII game canon.