Poetry: Angry Pawns

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For those who are used to receiving my typical posts, you will find something different in this poetry post. This is a poem that is a part of a Poetry collection that comes from a time of my searching.

Angry Pawns

The game is being played

but it just does not seem fair,

there are two sides that are conflicting

of this I’ve become aware.

There’s a living filled with hope

attaining your wildest  dreams,

a world filled with happiness

Where the sunshine always beams.

But then, there’s  also a reality

with responsibilities and sadness,

some getting away with anything,

while others live in madness.

For us paupers in this life

we’re just pawns in a game,

the players tell  us what we can do

to them we’re simply  tame.

These masters  of life’s chess game

have been at it way too long,

They  know the values of the rich

their name and clout too strong.

For us to make our stand

we must take them by surprise,

appearing to them as fools

while plotting beneath their eyes.

The situation  that we have

are pawns  that are angry and bitter,

tired of being stepped on,

just wishing to see the glitter,

even for a moment,

We’re  just longing for the time,

Where the smiles from our dreams

Come true in perfect rhyme.

 

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3 thoughts on “Poetry: Angry Pawns

  1. This is very different and I like how you have compared life with a game of chess. “We are all pawns, they see us tamed”. So true. 🙂

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