It was a monopoly, time playing with life!

It was a monopoly game,

time playing with life.

For what separates

yesterday, today and tomorrow?

But time!

As life moves

time separates the moments,

and if we are lucky

gives us a chance.

Your move!

Roll your dice!

Go to jail,

do not pass go,

and don't collect $200!

 Now that's bad timing!

Reviews

[sette]

I LIKE THE POEM. IT PROVIDES A FUNNY WAY OF LOOKING INTO LIFE BUT THERE WILL ALWAYS BE IRONIES ATTACHED TO IT. I STILL REMEMBER THAT I ALWAYS LOSE IN A MONOPOLY GAME AND NOT ONLY ONCE BUT SEVERAL TIMES I CANNOT PASS GO AND ENDS UP IN JAIL. THANKS FOR THE POEM.