A Chess Piece Poem by Muhammad Moneib

A Chess Piece



I'm just a chess piece,
on a chess board,
carrying a gun,
carrying a sword.

I'm just a chess piece,
with no face,
killing in pride,
killing in grace.

I'm just a chess piece,
with no mind.
I'm here to fight,
yes I'm blind.

I'm just a toy,
in my master's hand.
I do as told,
I don't feel bad.

I'm just a pawn,
in the front line.
I'm here to kill,
I can't resign.

I'm just a castle,
I bring peace,
under the gun,
in deadly sprees.

I'm just a knight,
proud and brave.
Under my sword,
no one is safe.

I'm just a bishop,
I'm here to preach,
'Kill thy enemies, '
a lesson I teach.

I am just a queen,
I support my king.
I fight for a victory,
he will bring.

And I'm the king,
of might and fame.
With the bloody glory,
I adorn my name.

I'm just a chess piece,
I have no mind,
I have no heart,
I have no soul.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
An anti-war poem I wrote back in 2009.

War is a consequence of us being mere animals following our animalistic desires. The only difference is that we should have evolved enough to be able to reflect upon our actions and their implications upon us and the world in which we live. But we don't. Instead, we let these basic desires control us inside a system that we have built, but from which we almost cannot escape. We've evolved from being human into being inanimate toys controlled by that system. We've become chess pieces in a game of our own design.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kimberly Mitchell 16 August 2012

This really makes it seem bad to be a chess piece. The short, four-line stanzas make this very easy to read and follow, and it still manages to convey quite well what you said in your note. Definitely a good one. And one I rather agree with.

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