Free Cee I Move My Pawn At Dawn
I MOVE MY PAWN AT DAWN
My life has always been only fifty percent
And no one ever knew just what I meant
My life’s been half of what it could have been
As I’ve spoken of arrogance, selfishness and sin
They spoke of righteousness as if it were their friend
But for me friendships all too fleetingly end
Ashes left to the left and to the right of me
And scenes of sorrow is all that are in sight for me
I’ve made it through the cruelest kind of weather
And somehow held it all together
I’ve spoken like a lover with a broken heart
And still speak of the pretty who was moved to part
And parted did she all too soon
On the darkest night after the brightest afternoon
I heard her farewell far too well
And live a tale of torture too great to tell
My life was fifty percent of what it might have been
As each twilight commands the dark of night to begin
I’ve always been fifty percent at dusk or at dawn
Yet I am a hundred percent of persistent pain’s pitiful pawn
© 2009…..free cee!
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