Players Who Love The Chase... - Poem by ArmourQuill Hunter
Some women like ‘the chase, ’ but not Rose Gardena.
Not very many women get to play, in so-called, man’s arena.
Hence, men implied, “It’s like the game of poker…,
They’re not allowed in the game; men see them as a joker! ”
It takes a clever one to manage a fool, ignoring logic’s rule;
An ‘even wiser woman’ to grasp both-sides, of their line, and duel!
Beauty can be a challenging key; as well as that of knowledge.
A smart woman can have it all, not losing her pivotal edge.
The taming of the shrew; is that what men really want to do…?
You can lose your identity in love, ungoverned by God’s destiny too?
Players get played; even losers convey this, and don’t always win.
What does it profit ‘to gain the world’ to lose your soul in sin…?
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