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Jan 13
Contrary to the pious coldness of our days
us well meaning folks need to realize
it takes grace and tact to deceive and to be deceived
Like playing with a child or a dog
you turn a ball, and just a ball
into a big game hunt

Without the deception that catches us,
the competition, the pageantry, and exaggeration,
we lose interest
We were never not children all along

This too is a game;
wearing plain suits and solely spectating sports
just to out adult each other
So rich men can golf and hunt
wolves from helicopters
Kagey Sage
Written by
Kagey Sage  Rochester, NY
(Rochester, NY)   
89
   Neon Robinson
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