Monopoly - A Poem

A game for two, three or more;

Who is the winner of them all?

For all start at the same one point;

Few throws of dice render all no longer in joint.
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Some take an aggressive path;

The more the merrier so they think.

Buying whatever chance brings them upon;

Properties of different colours they adorn.
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Some seek to divide and conquer;

By Rules of Probability they conjure.

Railway Stations and Utilities are choices they purchase;

Believing higher chances of victory they have encased.
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One aims for only the best;

Bond Street, Park Lane or MayFair.

For only the finest deserve his efforts;

No doubt this is not a sure-win method.
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Others take the path of diplomacy;

Buy and trade is their policy.

Win-win situations they seek to establish;

Allies before the final vanquish.
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Whatever strategy one may take;

There is no sure way to win the stake.

The best choice of action that one make;

Can be one of another's mistake.
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Alas! This is all but a game;

Victory is all but a name.

The joy lies in the whole process;

Not some ultimate prize to be possessed.

- 15Feb2005, Karen -

I wrote the above poem in 2005. You can see that I like the game quite a lot to pen a poem on it. I recalled this poem when I read Surjit's good post today, Enjoying The Moment. So very often, in Monopoly or in any aspects of our lives, we can get too attached to some goal that we hope to achieve, and sacrifice this very moment that we live.

I shall share with my good readers on of my favourite quotations (unfortunately I can't recall the writer at this moment in time)

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Dance like no one is watching,
Work like you do not need the money,
Live like today is your last!
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