the game of chess

The game of chess

The better planned player will win

The loser will be the one

Aggressively going out to beat his opponent

Leaving his defences porous

Inviting his enemies to attack

By the time he realizes his weaknesses

The game will be over

He has lost his battle on the board

The soldiers will move

Light up the fires every now and then

Leaving their soiled prints on the ground

They march on thinking of the rewards

What's the use when the fall in numbers?

Leaving a trail of bad decision

Occasionally the knights will gallop

Moving in to kill the opponents

But they will face the blockage

The high fence too high to jump over

They stop nearby easy for the target

Don't talk of the apple polishers

They will defend to the last bone

All for the cash and rewards

They don't care what they have done

As long as they get the just payment

As long as they can live an easy life

The fall of the regime

It is written decades ago

Now we see the desperade raids

Wanting to create fear and intimidation

It is the classic example of a falling empire

In history we read and imagine the scenes

The empire fell and the emperor died