I Guess Time Will Reveal

All the hurt endured
The compromise, the bastard compromise
The leverage, the abuse of power
And the odds are still a surprise
I should not cower
Maybe others have experienced what abuse lured

And with certainty, I know, others will and have
But my jackpot is to shame priceless
I finally hit the lottery but what I had to do to win
All my talent and worth is mightless
What I endured, what happened
Must happen so others can brag

I am not a gambler
Because I cannot stand losing something for nothing
Gambling means hope
Maybe that is something
How is there any other way to cope?
Besides being a rambler

Gambling just does not pay off
The odds are never in my favor, luck's hammer
Does not know how I feel
So I am forced to clamor
For a sensation, for a retribution that won't heal
Time is a loss

The impetus for my pain
My body, my time, my health, my thoughts
Have been damaged forever by someone anonymous
Until, after the one millionth person they are caught
That one millionth person in all the annals of time caused a raucous
For my first shame

I am not trying to victim blame
Do not let sensibilities for victimization demean what I say
Hurt is felt and there are more than valiant attempts
To let suborned degeneration decay
Define all of the terrible thoughts that the mind rents
And success cannot be the only claim

Endure, withstand, success is worth it
Be quiet, shut-up, don't say anything
Maybe next time I'll speak up
Maybe I won't just hate gambling
I'll refuse to play a game, corrupt
And make sure there are no more victims it's hurted