The Game of Life

we live and breathe
we love, we hate,
heart worn on our sleeve
we pick a soulmate
who fits like a glove
husband and wife
from a seed give birth
celebrate new life
that grew on this earth
from a heavenly grace above
we are the human race
we get sick, then heal
face different beliefs,
but bleed the same
we cry, we feel
place the blame
we learn to trust
we all must die
deal with grief
ashes turn to dust
leave to a higher berth
to be judged by our deeds
there's no more strife
we need to mourn
we want to believe
from death's flames we're reborn
as Lady's steel sword
was drawn from stone
but we can't conceive what is real
this is the game of life
take it for whatever it's worth


Copyright 9/00 Sheryl Marcia Schwartz

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