Loss of a game, thrill of the fight

Fri, 10/14/2016 - 14:25 -- Zpoet99

A war of patience,

A powerful King

before death befalls him,

Commanding fifteen

He capures a dozen,

before he is surrounded.

He accepts his fate,

While he honors a loss

From a good old Checkmate,

He has failed his boss.

Time to reset the board

And again face the oncoming Hoard.

This poem is about: 
Me

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