Society is a chessboard,
A wall of difference inbetween.
Black and white are labels,
We humans, we wear.
Poor, moneyless, are those who can't afford,
Rich, luxurious, are money fully, but virtues they've never seen.
One is up and one is down, this is truer than your fables,
And we are forced by this society, mindless, to bear.
Submitted: July 19, 2015
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How deep this is for how little said. I'm not sure where to begin. To fill my head with such powerful, profound thoughts with so few words, that I cannot adequately describe back to you but understand eternally, this is a master work, and you should be proud, Grammarbully.
I get it. I can't really explain why I get it. But I get it like few other works can achieve upon me.
Another chess metaphor? Nice I love chess! I love the chess metaphor, you do it so well! Also, in my view, when you talked about the black and white labels, I saw it as a thing about race. Even if that wasn't the intention, I'm glad you said something about that because it's a good thing to be knowledgeable about. I think you're a really good writer (so young too and such talent!) and I really do enjoy your work! Great job!
Sun, September 13th, 2015 10:13pmFacebook Comments
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Well, I loved this. Not surprised that I did. It's truthful and honest and harsh... everything I love in a poem. I hate when poetry lies and makes things seem better than they are (I shouldn't say that since I write such positive stuff, but yeah). Great job as usual, hope to hear more soon, yada yada. Lovely work!
Sun, July 19th, 2015 4:46amAuthor
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Haha, I love how we're so used to saying some things that we don't bother to even say it anymore. It's nice to have you as a friend. Again, I wrote this poem when I was taking an exam!
Sat, July 18th, 2015 9:52pm