...As They Lived Poem by M. Bloom

There is no laughter in the streets
Not the ones this world beholds
And the game still finds lone souls to beat
Though the rules are never told

…as it always is the master

There is no happiness in the sky
Not the one watching the ants below
And the game finds new loved souls to die
Though no worldly remorse ever shows

…as if their lives could end faster

But the story never ends this way
The monochrome and shades of grey
Like a rising sun through the black day
Give way, always, when you turn the page

…as games always make laughter

There is happiness in the sky today
The only one I know and love
And the game will never take away
All the perpetually circling doves

…as they give way to gilded chapters

There is laughter in the streets again
Warm smiles upon the hearths and homes
So go on and beat the game young men
And fulfill the fate the story told

…as they lived happily ever after