The Game

A classic game designed to loose,
advancing pawns display no fears.
Relying upon unlimited moves
reveal the flaw of youthful years.
Fearless warriors the reaper claims
broken dreams spawn forgotten names.

Middle age foresees the plight
only able to extend the duel.
For only a soul void of fight
shall play the role of victor’s fool.
Fully engaged in primordial dance
he bides his time invoking chance.

Wisdom arrives far too late
to alter a runaway train.
Resigned to accept unavoidable fate
he forfeits this winless game.
One desperate deal struck in vain;
the old man cackles as he drives the train.