Treasure Island

Lee Martz

(1989 / Altoona, PA)

Dangerous Game


A dangerous game they say I play
But I play it so beautifully
Wouldn’t you become the greatest of them
If you too could join the game

Articulate your happiness
So as not to become too blessed
If that happens there is no more game
For you play it yourself, suicidal solitaire

Every round has a new risk
Every round has a new chance
You must win every time of course
For if you lose you die

The game they say, is take away the pain
Said to be a silly thing to play
Childish, but have you seen a child try it
If they would, they wouldn’t win

Every time you win
You earn the badge of having committed a new sin
One must lose count or you are out
Utter a number you have committed the sin of man

I go to the belly of the dragon
Just to have that secret time of mine
A chance to reflect and of course direct
The pain out of my pores

I do not play their game
That involves extra pain
Mine is about forgetting your name
Without a name you haven’t a care

Goes down so easily, after time number three I believe
They call my name to rescue me
But they do not know the game is not played-
until you lose your name

Submitted: Thursday, March 08, 2007
Edited: Friday, January 28, 2011
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