Tis a wicked game we play

toasting,

to the whims of the vain

The world screams,

“Come one, come all,”

Its a festival,

meant to lure the heart

Actors,Liars,Pretenders,Believers,

made to throw

tainted dice,

and poisoned cards,

acting,

like a puppeteer’s dolls

The national anthem:

In naïveté we trust

for we childishly hope

for a royal flush

Desire,Lust,Greed,Pride,

What else is there that the eyes cannot hide?

Envy,Rage,Sorrow,Regret,

What else is there that we fear?

We weep,We wail,We wait

We sit ,We sigh ,We cry

In the end

We end up lost

The only question remaining is

have we Truly fought?

From the dark emerges a light

A flame we ignite

In our heart in our minds

To set our wrongs to the right

Nothing is forfeit

Not until until we quit

Take my hand so we can take a stand

For the promise of a better land