The Game

Maybe it all really is that simple,⁣⁣
like the philosophers say⁣⁣
“us” against “them”⁣⁣
good versus evil⁣⁣
the infinite game⁣⁣
of black and white.⁣⁣
Each side screaming,⁣⁣
“Only we can save the world!”⁣⁣
Each side convinced⁣⁣
the other⁣⁣
is vile⁣⁣
radical⁣⁣
wretch⁣⁣ ⁣⁣
But if it’s a game⁣⁣
that means I get to choose⁣⁣
And-⁣⁣
I want to be on the side ⁣⁣
that saved the trees.⁣⁣
That screamed,⁣⁣
“You will regret this”⁣⁣
as they⁣⁣
cut them all down.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣
Maybe it's just the role I play ⁣⁣
in this silly game⁣⁣
whose timeline so vast⁣⁣
I am but a grain of sand,⁣⁣
In this system⁣⁣
whose rules are so oppressive⁣⁣
they convince their victims⁣⁣
to be grateful.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣
Hey⁣⁣
Maybe it all doesn't matter⁣⁣
But I can promise⁣
that I'm going to play⁣⁣
like it does. ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣
I want to be on the side⁣⁣
that saved the trees. ⁣⁣