Knitting woven threads
Of life
And of death
I set ground rules
Layer after layer
Like Sun Tzu
I give you a chance
Only in pretense
Then prod you
In offense
I make the rules
Take every action
Watch all reactions
There is no turning back
I lay the past
Like a back-pack
Let it stay with me
And I look forward
Today
Tomorrow
Standing my ground
Knitting woven threads
Of life
And of death.
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