They have always held their belief
In organic oneness
Through all time and space
It has been present
Three is important in sign and in moral
and represents all things there are
They have played well this last few cycles
Hankering down and getting on with the graft
Training hard
Their opponent has had the glory, but
Ill begotten in its means
They recognise that
The others are us and not
We are them, but perhaps have not thought why
Its funny how we all get tied in
We pass it all over to the management, let them sort it out
Sometimes we are the management: other times we are just at work
The next years, it'll be different. We won't win, but considering that we didn't realise that we were playing, then I suppose that'll come as a shock
They've been saving; we have been spending
They know death; we fear it
What'll it be like, I wonder, when reality hits home
That we have been playing chess all along
That for the most part we were just pawns at the front of the line,
We didn't notice the board around us
Most of us are just bored, the game is boring, that's why we haven't realised
We are playing
So I guess it'll be chaos, the news will sink in and we'll get mad
Things won't work
Don't already
We have lost the game
A smart chess player would always recognise this,
Perhaps a number of moves before
Never mind
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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this seems to skip around a lot... or im just too stupid to understand it lol... an authors comment might help understanding the poem a little more
hugs,
georgie,
xxx

