Life’s not fair, we mumble
Still we work hard, party hard
Play by the rules,
And still be fooled.
Be good, do good
And still we brood,
When life deals us
The usual, unfair hand.
But again, is life about fair play,
Or having your way
Are winners, those who win at all costs?
Are losers, those who refuse to play false?
Is it about being given fair opportunity?
Or just making the best of, what maybe your best chance
In this tragi-comedy – and who’s to judge
What’s fair and what’s not, in this sublime plot.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem