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The sun rises, killing our shadows.
And there is no longer anywhere to hide.
We stand, each person more still than the next.
We wait
For the first attack.
We wait,
For the hand of God to move us in the right direction.
a righteous direction
When I first signed up for this army,
I didn’t know it was going to be like this.
I KNOW this was not how it was first marketed.
No one told me we were going off to war.
And yet,
Here I am
In the shit.
First fucking wave too.
I look down the line.
Side to Side.
And all I can think is
Why do the rest of these pawn’s look so damn Hard?
Am I the only pussy on the field today?
I will still do as I am told though.
I’ll be that mold
That model soldier.
I’ll be the staple white pawn
With that slight yellow tint
Ready to prove who's really harder,
Place me
Where you want me
And I'll be your selfless martyr
Willing to sacrifice my life
My beliefs
and my soul for the good of the kingdom
and to know our advesary will be kept in check.
Finally I move.
I take two steps forward,
But drop back one.
I feel something holding me
Pulling me back
Making me half step
It felt like God never took his finger off of me.
Makes me feel safe.
Time progresses.
My opponents change position.
My fellow men rearrange.
Suddenly, two spaces to my right.
Another white pawn is taken by a fucking black knight.
As we move to counter, I feel triumphant
because vengeance
is the sweetest feeling in the world.
Our bishop quickly comes from a corner, capturing their precious knight.
Fellow pawn, our loss has been avenged.
Black Knight, Fuck you.
But then it hits me
I was mistaken
We were lied to.
We were deceived.
That pawn gave his life for no good reason.
Our king did not care about his life
So long as we took their knight.
I could be next.
I could be taken
I could be swept off the board
And tortured.
The king doesn’t care about me
So why should I fight for him?
Now is the first time
I have the chance to really look across the field.
It is as though I’m looking into a mirror.
These men
These soldiers
My enemies
Look like my brothers.
I see their pawns staring back with the same stone-cold look our pawns have.
I even see one pawn in the corner with the same apprehensive fear I once had.
So why are we so different?
Why is there such animosity?
Perhaps in another life we really could have been brothers
Perhaps in another life we could have shared the same last name
Perhaps in another life, we could have children playing games like checkers
Instead of battling like fools in the square inches of this terrain
Now I know what must be done
I will no longer be that King’s fucking pawn.
I now realize
It’s time for me to SWITCH SIDES.
I'm sick of dreaming in black and white.
Let the gray dominate.
Let the white fight along side the black
Give the pawns as much freedoms as the queens.
Allow us to take the direction we desire
and be as slanted as the crooked officials of a higher power.
Fuck your rules and assumed classes.
It’s time we have a war over something important.
It’s time we fight for the future
For a perfect world
But in a perfect world,
There would be no war.
There would be no army.
There would be no pawns.
In a perfect world,
We would all be kings.
And there is no longer anywhere to hide.
We stand, each person more still than the next.
We wait
For the first attack.
We wait,
For the hand of God to move us in the right direction.
a righteous direction
When I first signed up for this army,
I didn’t know it was going to be like this.
I KNOW this was not how it was first marketed.
No one told me we were going off to war.
And yet,
Here I am
In the shit.
First fucking wave too.
I look down the line.
Side to Side.
And all I can think is
Why do the rest of these pawn’s look so damn Hard?
Am I the only pussy on the field today?
I will still do as I am told though.
I’ll be that mold
That model soldier.
I’ll be the staple white pawn
With that slight yellow tint
Ready to prove who's really harder,
Place me
Where you want me
And I'll be your selfless martyr
Willing to sacrifice my life
My beliefs
and my soul for the good of the kingdom
and to know our advesary will be kept in check.
Finally I move.
I take two steps forward,
But drop back one.
I feel something holding me
Pulling me back
Making me half step
It felt like God never took his finger off of me.
Makes me feel safe.
Time progresses.
My opponents change position.
My fellow men rearrange.
Suddenly, two spaces to my right.
Another white pawn is taken by a fucking black knight.
As we move to counter, I feel triumphant
because vengeance
is the sweetest feeling in the world.
Our bishop quickly comes from a corner, capturing their precious knight.
Fellow pawn, our loss has been avenged.
Black Knight, Fuck you.
But then it hits me
I was mistaken
We were lied to.
We were deceived.
That pawn gave his life for no good reason.
Our king did not care about his life
So long as we took their knight.
I could be next.
I could be taken
I could be swept off the board
And tortured.
The king doesn’t care about me
So why should I fight for him?
Now is the first time
I have the chance to really look across the field.
It is as though I’m looking into a mirror.
These men
These soldiers
My enemies
Look like my brothers.
I see their pawns staring back with the same stone-cold look our pawns have.
I even see one pawn in the corner with the same apprehensive fear I once had.
So why are we so different?
Why is there such animosity?
Perhaps in another life we really could have been brothers
Perhaps in another life we could have shared the same last name
Perhaps in another life, we could have children playing games like checkers
Instead of battling like fools in the square inches of this terrain
Now I know what must be done
I will no longer be that King’s fucking pawn.
I now realize
It’s time for me to SWITCH SIDES.
I'm sick of dreaming in black and white.
Let the gray dominate.
Let the white fight along side the black
Give the pawns as much freedoms as the queens.
Allow us to take the direction we desire
and be as slanted as the crooked officials of a higher power.
Fuck your rules and assumed classes.
It’s time we have a war over something important.
It’s time we fight for the future
For a perfect world
But in a perfect world,
There would be no war.
There would be no army.
There would be no pawns.
In a perfect world,
We would all be kings.