Catharsis: 365 days of poetry

29: Domino

One hundred dominoes in a singular chain,
so different, different from the rest.
when all faith is gone and hope remains,
remember, you are love, at best.

Two hundred domineoes, careful with the chips,
mess one, and a chain will begun
Chips, they are not to be tripped.
Mess one, and it is back to square one.

Three hundred dominoes, do you trust in the construct?
Is it the chain that will not break entirely?
Or will you witness the tiles fall from luck?
Always remember to place them wisely.