Sheep: I apologize for the humongous delay for this new poem! The sweet rays of summer beckoned me to enjoy her beauty instead of residing in my room of a cave, contemplating the dark thoughts of my mind.

Well, now that I got that out of the way... Enjoy!

~*~

Someone wins,
Someone loses
Using luck, strategies, quick thinking,
And, above all,
Faith.

Neverending Faith
That everything will turn out
For the better
Is needed
For the games I play.

Faith fuels the soul.
The soul helps the mind.
The mind creates strategies.
Strategies need luck.
Luck depends on Faith.

Most games have rules
To decide
Who wins and
Who loses
The game.

Follow the rules
And you'll have a greater chance of
Winning.
Break the rules and
You lose.

The basic rule
Of all games
Known to Mankind.

But, like all rules,
They can be bent
To your favor.
Such behavior like this
Is called strategy.

Bending the rules
Is the basic drive
Of Mankind.

Strength is needed
To bend the rules,
To have unwavering
Faith
That I'll win.

Strength comes from
Friends,
Hope,
Fate,
And from within.

Games need strength,
Need luck,
Need strategy,
Need quick thinking,
Need Faith.

I need them.

So nothing will be lost.

~*~

Sheep: Another poem come and gone. And, yes, I realize it's been almost 2 weeks since I updated this ficcy, but my brain's on vacation right now and sometimes I can't seem to think straight.

But reviews will definitely help my mind right itself and it'll hopefully make a good story bit! ^_^