Poetry

Saturday 7 March 2020

All in the game

This life is just a game
Played by Kings and Queens
And we are the pawns that are suffering
She moves her knight forward
I move my castle back
She brings over her shoulder
The bishop to attack
Now I'm blocked in by marriage
Religion and stacked
Are the odds against me
Reclaiming my ground back

There is a tactical retreat when I advance my pawns
They die under her surrender
But she only bides her time for more
Nothing that I can remember
When love was rich not poor
Its just a game, just a game mama
That I don't want to play anymore

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