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6 Jul 2013

Check, Mate!

Posted by Oblivion in Poetry & Politics | 11:41pm

two grand old foes,
cold war never too behind,
make a few moves deft
on the board checkered
gray, shrewd and shrouded
to castle a pawn
the world watches mute
oh! what an endgame

one man who blew
the whistle, sans regret
banished, stranded
and now hounded
talks to himself,
"Snow, found a Den yet?"
"Den, no. It's Snowing
I'm lost of moves"

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