The game of life

by Wayne Gates   Oct 27, 2018

There is no heaven
and there is no hell

No meaning to life
as far as I can tell

We exist to procreate
to keep this game alive

Hoping to get laid
is the reason we strive

Creating children
so the species survives

Raise them to an age
until they can do the same

Then life's done with you
the end of the game


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