# Life Poem by astaldo ELVEN

What is life?
Life is just like a game
That we are all forced to play
Whereby each individual has his own aims
Whereby death is the price to pay when you lose!
But the game of life is extraordinary
It is complicated and full of challenges
You never get bored of it, never ever
But the game of life is frightening and scary
For it can end anytime- without warning
Your fate is left untold and unknown
You can only choose to be moving
Forward or decide to end it by yourself-
In a way you would probably like best
But bear in mind, you have only one precious life!
How do we play the game of life?
In this game we are constantly running on the track
Sometimes we go faster, sometimes slower
Sometimes it gets darker, sometimes it is full of light
At times we fall and we get up again
Either on our own or with the aid of a helper
But one fine day we fall and then
We lose the energy to go on, ever again
Everything comes to a standstill, everyone is overwhelmed
With grief as they see your body in a coffin or as ashes in an urn
Separated from the living you find yourself in a new realm-
Either hell or heaven.