#Part 18 - The Game Of Survival

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The world's no place for someone shy

For the only rule here is to do or die.

The world is a daily survival contest

Where nothing is achieved without a test.

Here, we don't get the chance to live

But the chance to survive.


Filled with an atmosphere of doom

Overhead us a constant danger looms.

This violent, bloody game of survival

Turns friends and allies into dangerous rival.

One who accepts pain may just survive

But the one who adapts will surely thrive.


We have to chew through broken glass 

Turning our mouth into a bleeding mass.

We become a prisoner to depression

With nothing left in us but aggression.

We are unsure of greeting morning's light

or whether everything will turn out right.


So, tell me,

Will we ever survive this ?

Will we ever survive this game of survival?

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