Poetry

One, two
Three, four
Tic, tac, toe

Play the game
Of life or death
Or have nothing to show

X's and O's
Scattered everywhere
What's even left anymore?

Lines through
Trios
The whole world is being washed ashore

X's or O's
No matter which you choose
Both sides of a battle
Either way, you're going to lose

Kind of like life
A never-ending game
But with one wrong move
Things will never be the same.