Friday, May 29, 2009

A Game

If it was only a game, I should have been amused

It is crystal clear, The absurdity of calling it a game

The energy spent, You say for something that does not exist

The search is not a game, Wanting to play is the pain

You repeat the moves that you learnt as to how to play the game

Yet you loose and you still love to call it a game

What happens to my body after my death, You ask and you still call it a game

The speculations about death and reincarnation,

make you a pawn in your so called game

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