May life move you little by little.  

Making the piece you are brittle.

You are just a pawn and with no assist,

Just be with the others and coexist.

Rise and rise the rooks above you.

The more useful and helpful to your board of life.

They are the breakthrough,

And you just a rife.

Knights and bishops are standing in your way,

Both can do more and more then you could believe.

Both have powers and can convey,

And you sit and aggrieve.

Two moves can change how you view,

And trap the kings and queens of your life.

You and do it I believe in you.

Never break and never let down your strife.

Captured.

Locked.

Destroyed.

Checkmate.