The Game of Life!

a true sad story of a family member

           I have been in many places

seen many things

Served my country to keep from serving in jail

 

For the amorous fun I had in my day

 

 

I served my time in Korea hiding in my abodes

 

While those around me died in vain

 

I have lived each day

 

With a game in mind of the minds

 

 That I love and surround me

 

 

A game of love, wealth

 

 Politics and absolute power

 

In catering to me and my whims

 

Right or wrong this is what I choose

 

 

I have done this now

 

 My final resolve is here

 

The people I love are my pieces

 

The rest are the playing board

 

 

I had found love

 

Then betrayed her with that love by

 

Her son that was not mine

 

I treated and played to my advantage

 

To stab and make my way to what I desire

 

It was wrong but what the hell he is not mine

 

 

 

I sent him to Vietnam instead

 

Of collage as he had planned

 

I thought it was funny and just

 

 

 

He could be man

 

And that would pay him back for being

 

So close to my dad as I could not

 

 

So it matters not

 

This is a bridge for the destruction of the ones I love

 

I shall cross it and begin further

 

 

 

This game of human chess I love to play

 

I found satisfaction in his destruction

 

Of playing as a pawn to bring remorse and sadness

 

Stabbing the love I had found even deeper

 

With this emotional dagger usage of her son

 

 

And behold she bore me a daughter  

 

I prepped her to hate and deceive

 

All these I am playing games with

 

 

She will be my queen

 

On this human chess board

 

I know she will marry but

 

I will need her to care for me

 

 And need to prevent this or play him

 

As friend and son while destroying him

 

 

My grandchildren shall further be pawns

 

As the days passed my love became ill

 

 

I shall let her die alone and

 

Prevent all form being there

 

 

To say goodbye and yes she died alone

 

Her daughter hated her and loved her

 

My plan worked well indeed all is fine

 

I filled her will the next day

 

 

My mother is aging so

 

she needs care although she does not

 

this nursing home will suit just fine

 

Medicare will destroy her aristocratic  upbringing

 

Slipping her into poverty

 

I shall bury her in a night gown

 

 

So befitting

 

I shall use the church

 

As my rooks and bishops

 

Clear in the eyes of all around me

 

 

The things I have done

 

Forgive for I have sinned

 

 

 I don’t care they will never know

 

And you are a part of my chessboard

 

 

      These Days are becoming longer

 

Each breath is closer, shorter

 

 And harder to find

 

 

They will soon become even

 

       More to their own resolve

 

 

The barrel is cold

 

I am praying on my knees

 

For forgiveness

 

But know it will not be so

 

 

All is black and cold

 

I have no thoughts

 

 

I am cold but can’t feel it

 

My legs are twitching

 

Blood rushing from my head

 

 

Staining the ground

 

I have lost all inside

 

 

I spread down my body

 

To rest on this cold ground

 

By my loves favorite bush

 

It is my resolve

 

 

Its over

 

The lead has done its job

 

It’s dark and cold her

 

 

But I can see

 

 The chains of my resolve

 

I shall carry with me

 

For this I have done

 

To myself

 

 

As the cold steel

 

touches my temple

 

I twitch and shutter

 

at the final sound and feel

 

but it has done

 

 

What I wanted it to do

 

Goodbye

 

 

I have one more game

 

to those left behind

 

you will soon play

 

 

 I will not be there 

so my game ends here

and yours begins

  

This is

Check mate

 

 

Lasla

 

 

 

 

 

   

Author's Note

All reviews are welcomed !!!!!

Reviews

[Katherine Wyatt]

Wow.. this is heavy stuff...very impressive writing.. I have you as a friend at Myspace and followed the link...oddly I have the bulk of my writing here too..lol! Nice to meet you here! A really great piece..Ancient Greco-roman stuff comes to mind.. sons to war and daughters and fathers.. Very symbolic if you look at it in those layers...fascinating...great write!

[Wildecat]

Life is indeed a game and we all play by different rules. Nice write.

[Xfaerie corpseX]

I really liked it. :)

Very strong, well written, amazing peice.

[Titus McGuire]

This piece I have actually read more than once, and yet I still feel there is so much to obtain from it, so much that could be said. Though it is a sad story, it is very well written and is very powerful. It has such...depth to it, that it almost seems three dimensional...it almost seems tangible. And the concept of life as a game, and not just any game, but one of the oldest and most strategic games, chess...that was brilliant and clever. Again, this piece was very well written and, as a few reviewers seem to have said before me, very thought provoking. Bravi.

[Marvin Lewis Jr.]

You definitely have skills my friend!
This piece is thought-provoking, artistic and cinematic.
Once again,
excellent write!

[☮]

Heartfelt, powerful write with a lot of truth.

I absolutely loved:
"Medicare will destroy her aristocratic upbringing
Slipping her into poverty
I shall bury her in a night gown"

This reminds me of what my 88-year-old grandmother is going through right now.

You described the domino effect of life perfectly in this piece. Nice job!

[Pink Poison]

Wow! This is a powerful, very sad piece of writing. I really like the concept of playing life like a game. I always felt that way about certain people. I guess there's a reason we use the term "player." I have seen similar things happen in so many families and I've always wondered if these people know how truly rotten the are...He must have seen that, or he wouldn't have felt guilty enough to kill himself. Very thought provoking piece. Nice work!

[.:Naiira Harlow:.]

Such an amazing piece! Using the metaphor of life as a chess game! I like this one! The title and picture are what drew me in and I'm glad, thanks for sharing!
-Twilight