Game of life,

Whether winning or losing it is all the same
In our existence of prime this galactic game
There are no scores, no major rules to abide
Just stars evolving as on the path they collide

Evolution continues within the journey tracks
Believing in self worth is what the human lacks
Vital significance exists in what is blind to see
Composed of equal elements are you and me

Saddened I possess few tarnished human skills
Wishing to decipher these nightmares and chills
The dogma and stench of constant greed and hate
Is shortening our lives and causing rifts in our fate

Game of life keeps no count on living and dying
Who tells the truth, saves lives or the thief lying
There are no time limits or any deadlines to meet
Only absolution from ourselves in the end we greet

Vast power we have behind our endless choices
Within the echoes of these soft whispering voices
Listening to decide sanctions sole power of one
Till our candle burns out and this game is done

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