What Game Are You Playing? Poem by Aditya Sakariya

Let out on a game of life,
Moves a quarter of its size.
The smallest move one,
But change at end.
From start till end,
Running with no end.
Man limits his freedom,
By a half and two.
The cross never runs straight,
And stops reaching the corner.
The castle spreads out inline,
Snaring anyone in its path.
A world unlimited to queens,
But the almighty to step only one.
The game not good but two played,
Knowing no one can win.
Know it you'll know it,
Live it you'll master it.
Kill or die?