Playing With Dice - for Kaan Aslan

Two days ago, a 21-year old Deliveroo driver, Kaan Aslan, was returning to his east London home just after midnight when he was attacked and stabbed to death. His cousin said of him:
"'He was a good person. He was a kind caring boy, no way was he ever in any trouble. He has a younger brother who is 11. Kaan was his role model, he is heartbroken.'
One more tragedy, we could say, but for some reason this one got to me, and I wrote this poem about it:

PLAYING WITH DICE

(For Kaan Aslan, murdered 14/11/2017)

Roll them once,

Roll them twice,

An unknown gambler 

Plays with dice.

A life of hope,

A life that's gone,

A young man dead

At twenty-one.

Into the darkness

You drove alone,

Close to safety,

Yards from home.

Cold steel flashed like dragons' teeth

In gaping metal jaws;

A life that has no meaning

Put an end to yours.

We never hailed your triumphs,

We never heard your song.

Indifferent silence claimed you,

A dark and bitter wrong.

The gambler rolls his dice again -

Sixes, threes and fives,

With odd and even numbers

That rule and end our lives.