…. And I’m still not a player in the game of life,
Where strife is caused by the slow twist of the knife;
Where resources get plugged,
And problems are swept under the rug.
Where Silence trumps Justice.
Where honesty stales,
And relationships fail;
Where grief is strong,
And recovery is long.
Where I wishfully hope love is enough,
But what if it’s not?
What if love’s just death by a thousand cuts?
Well, even so,
I’m still not a player (but I do crush alot..)
And whether you want to or not,
Keep trucking along the game board;
Play to win,
Because life, love- is WAR…..
