Don't close your eyes,
don't turn away,
for you might miss my move.
I'll take a risk that you don't see,
to sit you up to lose.
Your counting squares,
not pawns my friend,
two steps ahead of self.
And as in life without a plan,
enslavements what is felt.
Take your time no need to rush,
think about your move.
And don't forget what I just said,
don't sit you up to lose.
saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-game-with-life/
