Games End

 

Games End

To be wrapped in fear and no one knows

the tears of saints and forward woes

the laughter daunts the circus crowd

leaving the men with humility

they fight with unfair match

superior men become detached

only then they will see

their soul  becomes obsolete

for when they win the bronze and gold

what was the price for their soul?

and just how much was it worth?

Today we have still the same

men fight with riches in lifes game

now it become a gentleman  court

to gain much with little work

much shame should be on account

no honor,  no truth. not one ounce

they forsake all Gods law

stand not before him

you shall fall