Amanda McClellan


Game - Poem by Amanda McClellan

You and I play this game of dominance and it makes no sense

This game makes me cry tears of shame

Why we play I'm not sure I can't seem to find a cure

This game will never stop it's not a simple console you can turn off knowing that you sit and scoff

Games are meant for fun but certainly not this one

Didn't know that life could be so rough yet you don't seem to find it tough

If I were to fall would you catch me? I wouldn't think so you would be happy

After all the entire point of a game is to make your opponent lose even if they do get a bruise

So we shall see who comes out with a grand victory who will it be you or me?

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 6, 2008



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