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The Game - A Poem by Roy Pullam - Dive into the Depths of Contemporary Voices

The Game – A Poem by Roy Pullam

Time is a card shark
Stealing the chips of youth
Pilfering our ambitions
Bending our backs
And our will
Playing with sleight of hand
Where the aces
Are palmed
Leaving the deck
Full of simply survival cards
But we all
Have to play
Taking what
Is dealt
Just hoping for a trump
That will
Lengthen our stay
At the table

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