PawnA Poem by Monday ParkerA poemA push and pull we both play He swings and I teeter I shove and he rocks on his heals A game without rules and winner takes all He has his queen Tucked safely away in his castle I stand with the wind on my face In the open air of a battle field Playing a game I cant win.
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