Nothing new
In the games we play
Boring and restrictive
With dramatic endings
How much time is wasted?
The meaning of it all
Is only the meaning you give
Played out all over the world
Practiced ‘time and time again’
Is it only to play big
in this large expanse?
To feel ‘larger than life’
or just alive?
Why not dance together
under the starlight?
For the small
Have quite a view
At this ‘game of life’
The game controller is universal
It will never be controlled by fools gold
So why play the fools game
When you can live a life of your own
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in Behind the Facade, Camille’s debut contemporary poetry collection. Nothing new speaks to the emptiness of inherited social games — urging a more conscious, self-directed life shaped by wonder, freedom and genuine human connection rather than hollow ambition.
This poem is available as a contemporary poetry print on textured recycled card.