A simple game of strategy
One played throughout time and history
But let us up the stakes
A soul we'll take
Such a price
For immortality1
Your pieces white with feign purity
So you'll move first, naturally
Ah, to move a pawn
Your move is done
Now is the keeper's turn2
Everything is black and white
Shadow verse unyielding light
Forever fighting for what they believe is right
But in the end one always falls3
In the game of Sinners Chess4
Emotions blind your every move
Regrets of the life you've lived
Lost love forever haunts you
Only when you sit you understand5
You took to long to realize
Salvation at your feet
Now you play the game to gain a second chance
But sadly all you'll know is lasting defeat6
The path you walked
Was shrouded in sin
A canopy of lies and remorse
You bathed in blood
And reveled in
All the evil you endorsed7
Come, come now
No time for tears
There are many still to play
Believe me when I tell you
You're not the first or last today8
I tire of your hesitation
Make you move
And go to the boatman
He waits for you on the shore
A last cruise to your
Chosen hell9
There are no winners
Only loss and late revelation
In the game of Sinners Chess
Comments
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Hello Fallenshade!
Very good poem. Straightforward, clear, impacting. There's a painting I did on this theme about 25 years ago. I took the liberty of e-mailing you a photo. Tell me what you think.
Sincerely,
Anaya Roma

