The Game

Your mouth is very sorry
But your eyes are just afraid:
You went on your safari,
Some big game got played;
They’ve turned: now you’re the quarry;
Are we wild or tame?
Don’t hunt the player, hunt the game –
You’re not the game!

Your “Hey, I’m only human”
Turns to “Hey, I’m human too!”
You look around the room and
We’re so angry with you:
“Your Honor, sir, and you men
Of the jury, for shame!
Don’t hunt the player, hunt the game!”
You’re not the game!

You say:
“We lost the World Trade Center playing at being the World’s End Traitors!
We saw the playerhaters, now we’re playerhater haters,
Okay with who we slay, we didn’t hate, that’s why!”
You say “I shot that man in Reno just to watch him die
You swear “I shot those people just to watch them die!!!

Your plea won’t move the jurors
A picture is developing
And let’s be clear that you were sure as
* not helping,
But were we being purists,
We would back your claim;
Occasionally embarrassed
At a world in flame;
Our difference from the terrorists
That they CARE TO AIM;
Don’t hunt the player, hunt the game
We’re
Not
Our Game.