Poker

The Poker Game

Make your poker face and play the game
As a shadow of your former round
Playing the coarse tactics which appear so sound
Sweet tension, sweet tension, more of the same
Why weren't you given power, money and fame?
Excusing weakness as soon as it's found
Boasting the superior sense like a hound
All-to-all to find the face behind a name

You cannot face love through your edited eyes
That was trained with masculine precision
To value the illusion of beauty- to value lies
So put the game back into submission
Love is so precious, when mentioned dies
It is time you made that decision-