For those who are used to receiving my typical posts, you will find something different in this poetry post. This is a poem that is a part of a Poetry collection that comes from a time of my searching.
The game is being played
but it just does not seem fair,
there are two sides that are conflicting
of this I’ve become aware.
There’s a living filled with hope
attaining your wildest dreams,
a world filled with happiness
Where the sunshine always beams.
But then, there’s also a reality
with responsibilities and sadness,
some getting away with anything,
while others live in madness.
For us paupers in this life
we’re just pawns in a game,
the players tell us what we can do
to them we’re simply tame.
These masters of life’s chess game
have been at it way too long,
They know the values of the rich
their name and clout too strong.
For us to make our stand
we must take them by surprise,
appearing to them as fools
while plotting beneath their eyes.
The situation that we have
are pawns that are angry and bitter,
tired of being stepped on,
just wishing to see the glitter,
even for a moment,
We’re just longing for the time,
Where the smiles from our dreams
Come true in perfect rhyme.