CHESS THE LIFE.

Lo, starting out seem glorious..

Undetermined by the play each plays..

Life begins with the selection..

This is the script, i can't outplay..

SOME pawns, some rooks, some knight and other royalties..

Eaten up by the difference at the alpha..

THOUGH not judged being a sage..

I'm a misfit, not from the great lineage..

THOU knowest i can't be omitted..

So i'm kept in to play the game..

A WISE follow foolish orders..

Fitted into the position of suicide murder..

Get knocked out of my real self ends the game..

I am compelled to face the fake reality..

NOW what happens to the dead royalties? we become the same, toiling souls in the house of hades..

THIS life is the game.. homosapiens plays the fate.!

CHESS THE LIFE - POEM