Ego's Game of Life and Death
It can't be that important
If I believe it came
That it arrived here long ago
And I did play its game
I saw the ones before me
I saw them all the same
It told me differentiate
By giving each a name
I saw a world give voices
To those who would take aim
With bow and arrow, knife, or gun
To decimate and maim
It can't be that intrusive
If I don't go to shame
But now I make a better choice of
Where I place my blame
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