Friday, April 29, 2005

The Game

A player steps forward to an area
that lacks defense,
and sticks it to her
with accusational hooks.

The other shuffles forward
to create offensive
blind zones
for the low blows.

The weaker says,
"I don't want to play anymore"
and darts off the field
to head for home.

Whimpering, either champion
who hangs up their gloves
to plead that the game's not fair
will soon learn that this fight is not over.

2 comments:

zeb said...

We do not fight against the strengths of our opponents but rather against the weaknesses of ourselves.

cuz said...

Life, the unfairest game of all. When you give up, you die. We spend our whole lives trying not to give up. But we die anyways.