Devil's Chess

by The Wingless   Mar 14, 2006


The devil plays chess
The board is your heart
And after he wins
He'll take it all apart

First he's got his pawn
It's where you come into play
You do his dirty deeds
Then you better pray

Next he's got his rook
It's more than a wall
It will attack and take
Your heart, your soul, your all

Here comes the knight
Heart made of steel
His steed is hungry
And you'll make a good meal

Finally comes the queen
He guards her with pride
If you even dare touch her
Prepare for a a knife in your side

He plays king
He owns all of our hell
You can't get a checkmate
On the owner of a jail cell.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Mona

    Nice written! I love this poem. Love the imaginary. Masterpiece =) So powerful. Love how you write about life as chess playin against the devil. Truly amazing. Well done once again =) Lotsaa love, your new assistant =) =)