The Wind Blows

When we were small We used to play amongst kids A game called The wind blows We follow the instructions closely Then we put them into actions Into fun and laughters We run We push We snatch We scream We laugh Until a chair is sat and rooted Now when we have grown up We face the same game in the society But we don't have the same mood and interest To play it again Why Is that too tough and too hurt To play in the adult world To practice in real life