Chess Warriors - Poem by Sumit Ganguly
Chess boards and pieces have two colours
Black and white-the eternal warriors
There is no apartheid
King is the titular head
Fight is game
They always fight on the board
And never venture to invade the road.
When fight is over
They live together.
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