Brandon Rago

Rookie (January 25,1998 / New Bern, NC)

Gods Pawns


I have wondered
what is life,
what is death,
does heaven and hell really exist?
But I do know this:
we are all pawns.
Mere pawns in Gods game of chess.
We have no figure of
why we live,
why we breathe,
why we love.
But we are mere pawns.
Mere pawns in Gods game of chess.
We don’t know how Jesus or Muhammad is,
but we still fight over who is real
or who was real.
But we are mere pawns.
Mere pawns in Gods game of chess.
For all things in life and death,
they are mere pawns.
No matter what you do,
you can and will die
anyway God feels like.
and because of that,
we are just pawns in a game of chess.

Submitted: Thursday, December 12, 2013
Edited: Friday, December 13, 2013
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