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The Rules of a Game

Part 1


I walk and stop and walk again

Wait my turn

Patiently,

Stand in line

Sit when asked

And stand when needed.




Part 2



Once the fate of man was determined not

Yet the creatures roamed the lands

Senseless



Logic absent deep into the ditch

Did not know that it was falling

So one fell



So far down

Confused was he

The mysteries of time did drown him now



A civilized man

Covered in cloth

Walks so slowly and proudly



Vicious animals

With Survival instincts

Naked and bare

And pure



A vicious man

Ill fated

Glances back and fourth

Its eyes



When there were no rules

We wore no clothes



When there were no rules

The dead were left for good