Don’t make a mess of my life,
I’m playing chess and I’m winning fight.
Another day, another night,
I’m moving forward on my white knight.
You go ahead one step, four back.
Now, you are the prisoner of my attack.
You always thought I would stay still
By fetters of unconscious fear?
Now, it’s my turn. I’m paying back.
I ate the pawns that colored black.
This chess board is about to crack
Today, my king, you’ve got in check.
You don’t obey the simplest rules?
For that I always have some tools.
On Jury’s bench I would stay cool
To show the world who is the fool.
Mulligan
© Copyright: Юля Серова, 2014
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