Guest poet
Life

Life is a game
A game we all have to play
We played it yesterday, and we play it today
When you’re born, the game begins
You learn to do all kinds of things
Then you go to crèche, and made friends
But when you finish, you go to nursery school
That’s where you learn to be with others
And learn to properly speak
But when you go to primary
It all gets harder
Not as hard as in high school
Where you learn a lot more
But when you graduate it’s not the same
Here, you play the game alone
And go to university
After that, you live, you choose, you care
You can have kids
You can get married
You can go on holiday
You can spend time with your family
But when the next step comes … death
What do you do then, is it the end of the game?
Mathilda, 10 ans