To the Games the Children Play
there they sat—
four cultures
of american children:
cheerful innocence
of the world
outside—
their greatest challenge
the card game
they played:
winning was
of no chase
just getting to the end
of the carding race—
if only they could be
the leaders
of tomorrow’s
world:
peace
would be satisfied
and war
a misunderstood
card game…
Copyright © Millard Lowe | Year Posted 2017
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