Their Way Of Playing Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

The games people create amongst themselves to play,
To solicit with an attraction done...
To get others interested no matter who qualifies,
Eventually bores and ruins the integrity of the game.

Especially when those who are controlling of it,
Aren't competent enough...
To stay on top of what sustains the excitement,
Of the ones who have become disillusioned...
By the same game played,
That even children have come to master.

And yet those caught up in it...
Habitually addicted persist to say,
Their way of playing...
Is the only way and is the best.