The World Is A Game Poem by Mohammed Omer

The world is a game, with many options to choose,
But don't worry, my friend, you have nothing to lose.

People strive for money, people strive to earn,
But they ignore their families, oh; it is a matter of concern!
Doctors, who once, were saviors of many lives,
Are now killing them, by ripping them with knifes.

Why are we blinded, by blindfolds of lies?
Can we not see the truth before our eyes?
Are the politicians too smart, or are we too dumb?
To let them throttle our minds, and make us numb?

In this game called world, there's no second chance,
Learn from your mistakes, and then, advance.
Keep moving forward, and never stop, my friend,
Don't pay heed to others and their useless trends.

The world is a game, with many options to choose,
But don't worry, my friend, you have nothing to lose.