The Game of Life
CHESS GAME
Chess, friend imitates life
and every movement has its time
and to everything the soul gives lair
and all body incorporates ...
QUEEN
Always unusual,
vain...
Eccentric
and singular
her force causes
noise ... men
fight and die
for her with
immense pride.
BISHOP
Ingenious creature,
infinitely sagacious,
walks on winding routes
leading to the enemy not peace,
but cruel death not glorious ...
Fearing no harm
your choice, it makes ...
PAWN
They are fools, poor pawns,
are useless to themselves,
but dramatically useful
to their bosses ...
They fight without knowing
to which they are doomed,
do not die for wanting so,
but because they are doomed ...
HORSE
He knows how to fight, in a peculiar way ...
seems to walk without paths,
so do not walk straight ...
Jumps masterfully over
enemies, and with dexterity
and wisdom runs away
of all danger
Towers
Watch the ends,
all...
Never lose
the bid of
watch...
So with
security can,
the kingdom ensure ...
But if the tower
if neglected,
surveillance
will be lost
it will not matter
KING
The king knows how to be
arrogant,
but knows
to be
audacious...
Do you know that the
enemy is evil
dangerous...
The good king
makes war,
but try to preserve
their soldiers ...
Being cautious,
knows that losing
the focus will have final
disastrous...
If it is to play, hold the reins,
double the fear, ride the board,
as if you had ridden himself ...
And remember ... chess is
the game of life ...!
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2019
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