Bombings and violence have recurred around the world, but sinister forces behind these political maneuverings seem unmindful of the deaths they cause as they play their games on the global chess board.
CHESS LIKE THAT?
by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
December 10, 2008
Just another round of the chess game,
Rooks and bishops fall dead on the board
Apolitical horses have gone lame
As the dead count to a hundred soared.
Black and white squares are now bloody red,
Grieve for the pawns who've been blown up dead,
Replan, restart this political game
Plot a quick rechauffe on the frame-
And then fix a duel of nuclear kings,
For aren't your motives just a chess thing?
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Reviewed by Mark Chevalier (Reader)
Reviewed on March 3, 2009
And all for what? Power, dominance, control. The same tired dribblings of individuals who have lost the ability to look out for the common good.
And so it goes on and on; day after day, week after week, month after month, year after year, century after century... A timely and apt write, Cynthia. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
Reviewed by Flying Fox Ted L Glines (Reader)
Reviewed on December 14, 2008
Well crafted, Cynthia. Chess is an excellent platform for this message. We see feints and distractions and pay no attention to that quiet piece in the back row (Poland) who, in a brilliant shift, will reveal a check-mate where Russia falls as planned from the beginning. And the following game will be against China, a master chess-player, indeed. Good poem!!!
A MOST POWERFUL WRITE CYNTHIA
Well penned
Our child continue to die
while idle mouths babble
While weapons corporate CEO's
lined their pockets with
The blood of our youths
Love & peace be with you
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Well said!
Mark
Regis
Ted
Much peace, love, and light to you,
Amber "V"
Well penned
Our child continue to die
while idle mouths babble
While weapons corporate CEO's
lined their pockets with
The blood of our youths
Love & peace be with you
William
This is powerfully penned excellence: I concur, CHECKMATE! We are the losers at their game ...
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love the metaphors here . . . checkmate on this write!!
Hugs,
Lance
Edwin