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Feudal Conflict (Free verse) by Dovina
On a checkerboard of days and nights,
Lined and rowed and numbered,
Pieces move about and joust,
Capture, slay, and mate.
A gallant knight, you charge ahead,
Then abruptly turn to challenge.
My pawn and queenliness
Held forked and fated,
Not both can possibly escape.
You can have the pawn if youâre so blind.
Strike it down, then gasp
while a queen smiles sassy at your king.
In check, you call a bishop,
Then she slays your holy man.
Next time youâll look beyond,
forgo the easy threat,
Leave the vulnerable pawn,
And protect yourself instead
For you, my friend,
have felt the heated eye
Of an insulted queen.
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Weighted score: 5.7059712
Overall Rank: 1937
Posted: January 24, 2005 3:42 PM PST; Last modified: January 24, 2005 3:42 PM PST
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