The Game
More likely to advance
to an unbeatable stage,
You're controlling this game now,
Try to win.
Flocks of people end their lives,
There were four chances
Now they're narrowing down.
The beating of your heart,
matches the buttons you press.
Fingers like lightening,
Your eyes are glued to whats right in front of you.
Intelligence is one key factor,
Creativity is another,
And use your pride to hold your head up high,
With the words that you mumble.
As complex as you make it,
You realize it fairly simple.
Smiling, you chant words unknown.
Happiness and achievement overwhelming you.
As you realize
You had already won.
Copyright © Sara Phillips | Year Posted 2010
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