Life is like a dice game

One move and comrades go down in flames

But that's just 16 squares on the checkers board

It's always queen takes rook, but the hand is lord

A white palmed power ruling over the twin towers

Rolling the glaring snake eye to claim G5

Light is the head of he who owns the crown

The dragon of Princess King who helplessly cowers

Dashing plastic pawns are bound to get devoured

Double-jumped, it's rep-less taxation

As if they're in the capital of the nation

Thinned by man's own creation, our own lives lost

Pawns are rolling stones that gather no moss

Caught in the en passant and they're getting tossed

A lucky one shouts, "king me at the end!"

They're playing a game they don't even comprehend