The Game of Hearts and ShameA Poem by Charles Roberts
All in all it’s hard to know what to do and where to go
Impossible to anticipate which way the wind might blow
Easily deceived by the random flow of chance you know
Forced to play the game of hearts and shame
I see so many hands that fold as they fade and pass away
Let’s take a walk and analyze perception, if we may
Numbers, odds, risks, and percentages are what we all play
Inter-dependant tasks and hypothetical scenarios are weighed
Perceptions are king of queens that scheme with drastic means
Cold hearts and broken body parts are what I see
All at a price or at least a fee to pay for the pain of fallen dreams
Broken are we so easily
When hope is lost in the things we realize will never be
A tragedy to me in deed
The Game of Hearts and Shame © 2009 Charles RobertsReviews
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1 Review Added on July 29, 2009 AuthorCharles RobertsAboutHumble writer of sorts. Intrigued by the human condition expressed in rythmn and verse. To write a reflection of truth and perception is liberating for me. No boundaries and coloring outside the emoti.. more..Writing
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