the master of the game

The master of the game

Don't let his age make you a fool

Once he plays his moves

The fall of the playing house

He could use on his boys

They were the ones he trained before

He knew how to make them fall

The steps he could visualize it

Though he is in a different company

The parties are the street fighters

The game these leaders play

The master has to learn instead

The game on the chess moves

Thus far he hardly makes a sweat

Maybe his old age give him the advantage

Sparring with his new found friends

Let the unity stay

For the sake of the nation

The old master will glue it together

The nation will progress and prosper