Jinga

Playing Janga

We're playing Jinga

One day you are going to pull the final piece

And all the bitter pieces are going to hit the glass table

Loudly and in your words disrespectfully.

And no one is going to bother to pick it up.

And that will be the last time we ever play.

Reviews

[Maya Storm]

This is a nice poem taking something ordinary like a board game and giving it a double meaning. There are a few things that you need to work out but I get the gist of it.

[Lysrie Mendez]

Thanks! I wrote it spur of the moment in anger and I just wanted it out there. I'm rereading it now and I wish I had changed some wording. Thanks for the review!