Chess
Life's like a game of chess,
We are the pawns,
Getting played by others.
Our movement's limited,
A place at a time.
We remain in constant danger,
From everyone around,
One moment we are here,
The other gone.
Always in a struggle,
To reach the end,
To be the queen.
Copyright © Apurva Prabhudesai | Year Posted 2019
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