Chess Piece, Poetry by Irene Mahanyu

 Genre: Betrayal

 

You play your game
And you call it fair
we’re basically hanging from chains
And all you do is stare?
you always seem to turn out as the victor
And you have it no other way

We stand In the image of chess pieces with every move you’ve already planned ahead
standing on your black and white board just waiting to be picked up again
Who’s to know whom you pick up next

You made us believe you were someone else
Someone special, someone true
We grew fond of you and you did to
Yet you chose to betray us and barely left us clues
But now you’ve finally revealed what’s true
With no warning we were left wondering what to do
Throw you away?
Play along?
All these questions of what to do!

The way you made us all look like fools
You left us running around in circles one after another
But you obviously made yourself the master
Is that what we always were to you?
Just some kids you could push around
Controlled us step by step each move thought of with grave detail afraid you’d slip up

The way you acted was so honest to the point that it was almost right
You played the part that you knew we would believe
The one that we could not catch out on
There was just no thoughts of it being you
No it was never you
Except it was..
One minor slip up
One mistake is all it took to turn your love into hate

Your game of riddles that you found entertaining is about to get a whole new twist
this time we’re in control
We’re the masters
With no one by your side
You’ll be left to do nothing but hide
So now a chess piece
Let’s just see how this plays out

 

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