Sometimes we are Kings,
Standing quietly while others go forward to protect us.
Sometimes we are Knights,
Hopping about in a dance of death.
Sometimes we are Bishops,
Staring down sinners from a faraway angle.
Sometimes we are Rooks,
Waiting in corners like reptiles.
Sometimes we are Queens,
Slaying the lesser beings who threaten our heart.
Sometimes we are Pawns,
Poking at enemies and dying for friends.
Heaven is filled with Pawns.
- John Osmar
I am a King,
Borne of a castle,
I emerge free; raging in world's ruin.
I am a Queen,
Sensitive not gentle,
Complex bloody fields are my haven.
I am a Knight,
My soul reaches deep,
Fear the all encompassing tangle.
I am a Bishop,
Travel lite; I will sweep,
Onto your death by true angle.
I am a Rook,
Protector of kin,
I air support to my family in sin.
