Futility.

Futility

The pawn looked nervous

As the knight rode by

The thunder rolled

Through a flash lit sky

The rook had paused

On it’s journey home

Now stuck in the black

And turned into stone

The bishop laughed

At the rook’s despair

Then lifted his mitre

And smoothed back his hair

The queen she screamed

‘Lay your lives down’

While her Knight rode on

In a chain mail gown

The pawns drew swords

Gave a battle cry

Then crossed the board

To bleed and to die

The bishop just stood

With pious look

And wrote the names

Of the dead in a book

The lightning stabbed

The blood ran free

The wounded white king

He fell to his knee

He blew a last kiss

To his beautiful queen

And was swept from the board

So what did it mean?

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