Poem 785








Chinese checkers
ain’t the game
I’m down to play,
dear friend..
The game
that Death
enjoys the best,
indeed, is chess.

In this old game
of strategy,
we do not trade
our more for less.
And aren’t pawns
the cheapest price
to pay for peace?

The Player
gets a-many
on his side
to spend
as cannon
fodder..
piece by
piece.

And sure,
one may advance
to then become
the second queen..
but I’m not betting
on it yet.

My main concern
is making sure
the crown
still sits upon
The Crimson King’s
own bloated head.

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