Jerry Brotherton Poet Lyric

The Game of Life

No one asked me if I’d like to play,
they just dealt me a hand anyway.
Said I could learn as I played along.
So when I plopped down the ace of spades,
they said a ten’s what I should’ve played.
So I guess I’d learned the rules all wrong.

I said, it’s the best card there can be.
They said unless you’re born before three,
on a Wednesday in the pouring rain. 
Seems every time I try hard to win,
I will only lose my way again.
This game of life’s driving me insane.

Chorus:
When it comes to living,
looks like I lose again.
In this life if you don’t cheat,
then you’re never going to win.
Hard work and honesty,
ain’t gonna get you there.
If you end the game face down,
no one’s even going to care.

They said boy, I guess it’s a real shame,
that you don’t know the rules of the game.
They slapped my back and said with a smile.
Don’t make a tinker’s damn anyway,
you’re wrong no matter which one you play.
The rules keep on changing all the while.

Repeat Chorus: 
When it comes to living,
looks like I lose again.
In this life if you don’t cheat,
then you’re never going to win.
Hard work and honesty,
ain’t gonna get you there.
If you end the game face down,
no one’s even going to care.
Yea, they slapped my back and said with a smile. 
Boy, don’t you know the rules keep on changing all the while.

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Silent One February 25, 2024 at 11:07 AM Hey Jerry... Your poem offers a poignant reflection on the challenges and contradictions inherent in navigating life's complexities. Through its exploration of unfairness, disillusionment, and the arbitrary nature of societal norms, it invites readers to reflect on their own experiences and perceptions of success and failure in the game of life. Jerry Brotherton February 25, 2024 at 6:24 PM Thank you, Silent One for your generous comment. As they say, life isn't fair.

Hilda Greenhough February 24, 2024 at 11:31 PM I'd say it's not always true. I like your poem. There is a lot to think about, and I will read it again thanks. Jerry Brotherton February 25, 2024 at 6:19 PM Thanks, Hilda. I always appreciate your wonderful comments. Have a great day, my friend.

Bill Baker February 24, 2024 at 9:15 PM Good lyric poetry, Jerry, I'm sure it would be a good country song if you put a dog in there somewhere. :-) Your message is true in this here world we live in, but it will change when this world ends. Have a nice Sunday, my friend. Bill Jerry Brotherton February 25, 2024 at 6:18 PM Need a pickup truck and a beer. And of course, it would be nice if I could play an instrument or sing.