Winners and Losers

Fake angels rarely lie

You lose so much to live

A seamless way to die

If nothing’s too much to give

You may win all the games

When games are all you play

Friends will lose their names

Your house will move away

Nothing outlasts something

If your universe takes love

Meaning more than one thing

If care gives greed a shove

Live long and you’ll lose much

Your friends, your loves, then you

Memory’s a last crutch

When your dove has come and flew

Winning gains skin-deep sand

History’s dark grey grit

Wins rated by scribbling hands

Victory by where you sit

Stones mark where you’ll lie

Flushed from earth’s deep floor

Losers teach the world to die

So living means much more