Predictions

I bet on horses.
I gamble with cards.
I speculate in stocks.
It is not with greed
That I indulge in them.
It is not for the need
That I indulge in them.
It feeds my ego
In my ability to predict.
24.05.2006

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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