The Pawn Poem by Vanessa Kingsley

The Pawn



Is this the role I now play
This was supposed to my game
I should be the Queen in my world
How did I end up a lowly pawn

I trek across my universe
With everything inside my purse
That I made from seashells and secrets from the sea
I dance with the moon and stars
I laugh with the sun and clouds
But I always wonder where you are

Could it be that I am falling for no one
Am I loving the fact I’m not loving at all
Am I finally at peace with what I am
A seashell in the sand

This is the role I play
I’m loving it every single day
I realize that this was not my world
The world I have is in my mind
You may say I am lost in time

But I am happy finally
I see the things that I should see
I understand that there’s nothing to understand
I whisper through the gentle trees
I speak into the salty sea
Then share my secrets with a playful win
I’ve finally given in

No more wondering
No more plundering
Through villages and castles everyday
No more cutlery
I speak how I mean to speak
Don’t you dare try to bind me to this world

So what is the role you play
In this final chess of game
Are you a pawn
A knight
Or something else
You are not the king or queen
So don’t say any of that to me
I know what you are but you must see
That in order for you to be set free
You have to become a lowly pawn like me.

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Vanessa Kingsley

Vanessa Kingsley

Colorado Springs, Colorado
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