They were playing a game of opposition
plastic animals arranged neatly on two sides, marching.
Fortunately, they followed vague chess rules,
counting their moves, giggling, chanting.
Unfortunately, he decided to create super killers
wiping out half of her brown cow stock.
Fortunately, she thought of healers,
who nurse dead back to life.
Unfortunately, his super-powered chickens
bulldozed down fearless healers.
Fortunately, she said, healers are immortal,
they heal themselves first, then others.
Unfortunately, I smelled dinner burning
as I sat here engulfed in their fiery game.
Fortunately, the Unfortunately was in the kitchen
taking the roast out of the oven, smiling.
Unfortunately clapped hands loudly and greeted
gleefully: Fortunately you are here!
Fortunately, we befriended Unfortunately,
while bickering who’d clean up scattered plastic animals.
Inspired by wise young people and the game Fortunately/Unfortunately.