The Pawn Piece Poem by Della Perry
The Pawn Piece
I'm sick of being a pawn
In this chess game of life.
The one who gets sacrificed
Like I haven't got any worth.
Pushed off the board of life
By those selfish and eager to win.
Shoved to the side
Knocked over once used.
I'n not that pawn anymore,
I'm turning into a Queen
And they hate it, for,
No matter what moved they make
I'm going to win, checkmate!
a nice poem of changing one's attitude and nature for the good? .........well written
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/10/2024 11:52:16 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Life is indeed like a chess game, thanks for sharing this lovely poem Perry