The GAME

The passage of time

Dons the nakedness of secrets prime

Giving life to the doubts that never wails

Marking the ascendancy of truth in trails

Canvassing for the renaissance of a broken home

Alas the truth shall prevail in the dome

And the sheep skin shall be torn off the wolf

That desires to eat all our flock

The captain must stand firm   

To see the destination of his crew

In the wind storm that blows from within

Jealousy is surely an enemy

For the few who desires the good of all

Jealousy is surely a friend for the ambitious

Who will stand at nothing to get what she wants

The cause of a split in a broken home