Chess Poem by Amy Hang

I move right
He moves left.
I feel the light
He takes another step.

I had to smile
His face stays straight
I take a look for awhile.
His love for me is fake.

I try to keep up
He takes few more steps
I'm going nuts!
What plans in his mind did he kept?

I look for another way
What did he see?
I don't know what to say
He locked my mind so it can't be free.

My heart was tightly wrapped
He tells me that I thought too late
I was trapped
He says check-mate

-Amy Hang
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June 1,2009