this is the beginning:

first, all man thought of was living.

dices thrown, chances open. happiness kept blooming.

to eat was a game of want; much abundance spinning.

we are on to the end.

 

this is the beginning

then, the moment in time was fulfilling.

laughter choked, the heat made stale. plans advancing.

to live became a game of the best; man started sinning.

we are on to the end.

 

this is the beginning

in all, the adversary’s innocence was winning.

habituality bored, trials observed. the risk was cooling.

to die is a game of survival; now man lost living.

we are on to the end.