His death came as a total shock
In reality, it made no sense
He was at the bottom of the food chain
Those were the words being spoken
Who would kill him
He was insignificant
Totally insignificant
Three blocks away
A man was playing chess
Studying the board
Thinking four moves ahead
In the next two years
Three more men would die
That insignificant man
Had he been alive today
Would have known exactly who the killer was
The significance would have been stark
The man playing chess
Knew, being insignificant was just one move away from being significant..
-
Author:
Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 31st, 2022 04:49
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 10
Offline)
Comments2
so many lonely souls, in our world
dear empathetic, Poet
I fear, too
soon
being loved will be the oddity
and neglected, the normality...
then solo chess games
will be all the: enRaged!
It all happens on the chessboard.
re-read your comment five times
before 'cheeseboard' went away and chessboard
made an appearance
guess I'm a bit peckish this morning..
lol
Very profound words Neville.
Andy
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.