"go fish"

"go fish," once reserved for a
playful game of cards now
describes the struggle of this
unemployed man down on his luck
and lacking the pairing of skills now needed
to win in this game of life
and so he doesn't

"go fish," no longer the simple
call in a childish game of cards
it is now his heart's cry
every Friday afternoon
when the quitting bell rings
and so he does

"go fish," pudgy fingers claw
at the stack of cards stacked at
the center of the table and as
he watches his boys go at their game
his heart bursts with thanks to God
and so he did