When you’re a kid

[The second]

WHEN YOU’RE A KID

When I was a kid
We used to play a game
It was called murder by some
Others called it dodge ball
I was really good and my team usually won
But I never played against the MAFIA
Or CANCER
So now that I’m older and a looser to both
That game that I played as kid
Is no longer fun

RDS
THE SECOND

[poemzone]

how we look back and have different views. this is life.

[amenOra]

what would it be like if we looked back and had the same views?
*ike*

[amenOra]

Those last lines ...

I notice they sort of mirror, backwards, the first two lines too. I used to hang out with Italians, one had ties to the mafia, well I suppose most of them did. My mom was diagnosed with cancer and had it removed. I feel for you, the Second.
This sets up a sort of relationship: Dodge ball and murder, it makes me think. Simple logic is alluring, and if done right can be so affective.
And I notice the 'flow' is really well done too.
Loser as an adjective, indeed, only has one O.

This is simple, a bit chilling, its brevity and conciseness and 'no frills' make it raw, and I know everyone could relate to this in some way
Thanks for sharing.