The Game of Life
Some represent a two sided coin
One side the light
The other the dark
The appearance of each being rather stark
These are the people who take the least amount of chance
They analyze all options before making the advance
For they know that if they keep dividing
And if they keep subsidizing
That the odds will play out to 50-50
Logic being their vanguard
Others are like a deck of cards
Depending on the company,
Are shown by a different face
Their true identity being hard to trace
These are the ones who are most patient
Their ability to wait borders on the complacent
They simply watch and wait, and
Play the cards that are most composite
With 52 chances they remain opportunistic
Usually not giving into their vices
Then there are many who fit the cue of dices
A pair of bones that juggle with fate
Always pushing for a bigger plate
Those of which are bound by greed
Use these dice for their creed
Many a man chooses this path
Even though it has announced such an infamous wrath
When they win, they want to win more
So they ante up and push for a larger score
These are the ones that when they lose
Lose it all as their pride takes a bruise
Quite a problem that will beset
The last of ways to play in life is roulette
Those who are karmatic
Play this kind of game
The kind that offers the least amount of shame
For it is the roulette that creates an infinity
It leads us to the divinity
One can use this game to believe
And search for truths others can’t conceive
The most freedom with form
A boundary around the norm
Then there are those that choose to play a combo
People who are stuck in a sort of limbo
Trying to discover who they are
Many HAVE to take it this far
For no one truly knows how to deal with this strife
Of the game that we like to call life