DUW Robinson

Rookie - 0 Points (Port Harcourt, NGR)

Player Or Pawn - Poem by DUW Robinson

Only see in black and white
Supercedes a game, now a fight
Castle left, king to the right
Around, screams of 'run, run'.
If its in a dream, then this is a nightmare
It can't be heaven, for this is hell
O saintly bishop, should I despair?
When called 'pawn, pawn'.
If grey exists, then the fight is not fair
See in me, the god-turned-player
O lowly knight, depriving the king of his heir
Though blind, now hear screams of 'run, run'.
Used to roll the dice, and sit by the queen
Black and white eyes, punishment for sin?
Night's carpet hovers, still at the table playing
Corrosion of confusion, am I the player or pawn?


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 16, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, August 17, 2012


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