Poem: Game idea

Its called the Hunger Games. A fight to the death where only several survive.

A fight to the death where only all the severals survive.

Thrive.

Living.

Thrive Full Living .
Easily giving misgivings
and sometimes

Fresh Baked Soda bread.. mmmmm its soo good. melted butter and honey . wooo wee

and famine. and fasting. holding on to the only parts that can not be the lasting.

and lastly,

heres an honest expression. I f you are engaged in these words . you have found the eternal blessing.

For you're in the present. Presently present

Feeling the rhythm. words, music. This is the closest Answer to my questions.