Man's Game Poem by Gianfranco Aurilio
Man's Game
Why do we have to wait until we die
to get to Heaven?
Is it so difficult
to have without excess
to love without limits
to rule without robbing
to live without doing harm?
Even death
would be more lenient
and suffering
more endurable.
But men
were created
incompatible with Heaven
and yet deserving of it.
Why?
Maybe the Gods
are playing man's game
and Heaven
is the prize for those who let them win.
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