The Game

A new start of the end,
In circle once again,
Count one; count two,
Where are the three of you?

Time is quite short now and then,
The fun and game will soon begin,
Think once, think twice,
What will be the untimate price...

Illimination will be determined,
By who continues to play to the end,
One by one here they come,
But the three of you I have not seen none...

For sure the game is too long,
And now it is not the count of "right of wrong,"
But the actual price of the game,
Is finding and knowing yourself once again...