Click

A poem about life and Go.

Click clack. click clack,

Goes the stones of white and black.

The game of life has just begun.

Check your clock, you better run.

Clack click, clack click.

That’s your heart, hear it tick.

That is the sound of life beating

There is no use retreating.

Click clack, click clack.

Grab the reigns and don’t look back.

That is where the mistakes will lie.

Look back too long and you’ll surely die.

Clack click, clack click

Don’t hold your breath, it’s not a trick

Make a move while you still can,

you can’t wait, don’t you understand?

Click clack, click clack

The stones of black, they can attack.

Their territory is quickly dying,

But there is always sense in trying.

Clack click, clack click,

Attacks are counted, nothing sticks.

But efforts are not in vain

Even if nothing can be gained.

Click clack, click clack.

The stones of white pull ahead of black

Their territory is lost, it’s done

But resigning means losing all your fun.

Clack click, clack click

The stones of white, they move too quick.

Defeat draws near, make no mistake.

Don’t close your eyes, you must partake.

Click clack, click clack.

Thus ends the plight of black.

The game is over, the story is done.

But isn’t it worth it if you had fun?

Author's Note

Okay, this was a poem for class, written in five minutes. It's... not that great. The last stanza and the third to last annoy me as well. Critique it, but keep it constructive please!