In This Humanity's Game
A man
on Vegas Boulevard
on a scorching, hot day in Sin City
experiences awe for the created structures that he sees
and is amazed by all that his eyes behold.
For a moment
during his pursuit for entertainment and a need for satisfaction
he wonders
on this hot and scorching afternoon
how all was created
and who was responsible
and who received recognition and the fame
in this….humanity’s game.
A woman
on Vegas Boulevard
her hair disheveled
her hands and clothes dirty
is searching
from garbage bin to garbage bin
for scraps of food.
For a moment
during her pursuit for sustenance
she wonders
on this scorching afternoon
how all was created
and who is responsible
and who is to blame
in this….humanity’s game.
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