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A Game

A boy becomes a man.

Along the line,

life grabs him, rattles his innards

like a wooden roller coaster catapulting him into the jaws

of a treacherous society.

As this becomes clear, a reality,

a game if you will,

one he cannot win no matter the effort

or how sly heโ€™s become, begins.

Only then does the risk

become the fuel to survive,

to win.

–C. L. Swinney (c) 2017