Ya no juego.

.

El juego que juego

no es juego ni es divertido.

Sé que el que quiero jugar no se gana,

al menos no siendo quien he sido.

.

Yo ya no quiero jugar,

enséñenme la salida!

Jugar y jugar sin ganar

le consume a uno la vida.

5 thoughts on “El Juego.

  1. Hmmm….interesting. You are the second person to ask me if I wrote it. Why do you ask? Does it not “seem’ like something of mine? Just curious.

  2. Oh no, not at all. It had nothing to do with you. I simply didn’t know if this was a poem you had heard and were sharing or if it were a poem of your own.

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