Strange

a poem by Sumeshgoni

I began with a letter
then forced to be better
I stood on my legs
I fell on my knees
then I was taught how to walk like the geese.

I was sent to a farm
they promised no harm
I fell in the ditch
wondering why does body itch
then was told that is the way from rags to riches.

Now I can end a whole big sentence
breaking things when tense
I come with greed and jealousy
I move with no shame no aim
repeating the sentence “hey, life’s just like a game”.