Let The Games Begin

At last the battle lines are drawn
to Darkness or a brand new dawn.
The teams in line against their foe;
at times a foe they just don’t know.
They have their bat, they have their ball
each team will build a solid wall.
They know that someone has to lose
but battlelines they still will choose
and to play they go once more;
is this a game or is this war?

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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