The Games of War
A new board opens;
New pieces are set in place...
Neutral locations.
Old men, face to face,
Talk of peace behind false teeth
Across the tables...
They make power moves;
Subtle strategies avail
To take the pieces.
Copyright © Leon Stacey | Year Posted 2009
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