By D.C. Young
Bedecked in battle dress they stood
each nobleman and pawn,
Awaiting orders from the king
upon the palace lawn.
When suddenly the king appeared
and sat upon his throne,
Then issued orders to his men
in quiet monotone.
While sitting there he then declared
“the throne must not be lost”,
Then pointing at his pawns he yelled
“No matter what the cost!”
And with his orders handed down
no longer could they wait,
Each soldier ill prepared for war
marched out the palace gate.
The hills from which his army fought
then turned from green to red,
The foolish king misused his pawns
until the last was dead.
With no defenses left to shield
the noblemen came next,
Then one by one they too would fall
until the last was vexed.
He watched his bishops, knights and rooks
and lastly then his queen,
as one by one they met their deaths
in such a violent scene.
When in the end upon that day
he faced his foe alone,
The king was then beheaded
and was toppled from his throne.
