Game of Life

Warrior or priest The bravest or a coward Doctor and druggie All fit in a puzzle And all are given a part For if we are but players, Is this not just a game? A game filled with uncertainty And the tensing strings of love A game that casts the dice of chance And shuffles the deck oh so slowly For all the players on the board When those that leave the game still have pieces yet to play The game can change and twist Based on the players choice Roll a zero or a twelve Go second or forty-third The game is played And all come to the board Some try to watch and play Others just forge on ahead But all the players Want a prize A prize to show they have won That they played the game, That they did not lose! But there are so many hands reaching And legs pumping That the winners of the game Sometimes come out losers And those that never reach the goal Sometimes leave the board, Happier than those that finished For it is not who wins the game Or claims the prize, Or even who got there first. It is who played the game And how they played- If they chose the right roads And did the right things Those that did not worry about the prize They are the ones who really walked away rewarded And were glad to play the game The game everyone has to play That everyone has a chance at And the chance to do so good The mighty game board And the many pieces That all made up The game of life.