Treasure Island

Edwina Reizer

(12/22/1937 / LAKEWOOD, NJ)

Life Is A Game


Life is a game that must be learned to be played.
And the price to play must be paid.
No one can cheat while playing the game.
No two people play the game the same.

You make your moves on life’s chess board.
You are sometimes trumped while others scored.
But isn’t that how we learn the rules?
Isn’t that what kids learn in school?

Although the game seems rather unfair,
in the end the winners are the ones who share
all of the spoils that are part of life’s game.
The losers? There are way too many to name.

Submitted: Thursday, February 27, 2014
Edited: Friday, March 07, 2014

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