The Game Poem by Patrick van der Loos
The Game
When the game is over
And you are tired of playing
When the score's been counted
And the fickle crowds have found a new spectacle
Then, and only then
Does the price of sweat show
Be it the fools gold of the undeserved
The hollow victory of another's tragedy
Or simply the elation of a hard won struggle
Then, and only then; is it clear
It was just a game.
Monday, November 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sports
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