Life's Game of Death

I was borne
To be given
A meaninless life
A life ruled by
Not happiness and love
Only hate and regret

When I was borne
Death started his stride
Down the dark tunnel
Of a pathetic life
All the while he
Sharpened his scythe

As life played
Her darkened game
Of fiery chess
Only the lighted
End of Death
Approached this lonely life