Life the Game
Life,
The Game
Written: by Tom Wright
10/13/01
I did not choose the game,
The game chose me.
My only choice,
Has been my manner of play.
I've played arduously,
Making plays,
Both decent and abject.
My final quarter finds clock running,
And the goal in sight.
With no times out,
I dare not be penalized.
For it becomes more imperative each day,
That, this game, I win !
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2015
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