The coins of the chess board
Aren't moving to squares
According to their wishes.
For such movements to make
They have got no right
Nor freedom and are dumbs.
They would stay in the squares
To which they have been sent
Without a time limit.
They cannot consult
With neighbour squares' coins
About their intention.
For no mistake of them,
They will be made a prey
And would exit the board.
The king coin is so weak
All other coins must guard
Without king's gratitude.
05.01.2019
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