CheckmateA Poem by VincentWritten Thursday, September 8, 2011Carelessly sacrificed, cannon fodder for a greater good Humans have played him out, no will on his own Even that price to pay will not ensure them a win Chess can be a lot like living life, choices and decisions Knowing that, I feel like I am the gambit’s pawn Mysteriously given away, such a noble cause Always seven others like me for any required task They all have hopes of promotions, how they will be decieved End of the line, so few chances. All died with their futile hope. © 2011 VincentReviews
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StatsAuthorVincentGeneva, SwitzerlandAboutI'm 26. A native french speaker, I only picked up creative writing and poetry recently. English felt like the best way to describe my feelings so far. Acrostic might be my favorite genre. more..Writing
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