Sunday, June 17, 2012

A Game of Life


You move me from tile to tile, my roles are changed at your will. I become your knight, your king and your queen. 
My original white is switched into black when you feel that black suits me better. 
You forget which one I am, I’m lost amid your many players. No longer your favorite piece, I accept whatever move you have me make.
The rest of us were packed suddenly, replaced with a crystal set you never play, keeping it for show.

The last thing we heard you utter was…checkmate.


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