Revenge of the rooks
We always get sacrificed,
Like we are dummies.
But the king just lays there,
Like crumbling mummies.
Pawns so protected,
Like they are the starring role.
We are all dying now,
In a freaking loophole.
Can’t imagine these horses,
They move so not straight.
That one “priest” bishop,
Oh, what is his fate?
I’m not moving now,
Until we get justice.
We will start a riot,
Until we are victorious.
I move a pawn
it all looks fine.
There’s no piece hung -
at least, not mine.
He moves a knight,
I move a pawn.
He forks my king,
my heart is torn.
I move my king,
he takes my queen.
I move a pawn
while turning green.
The game is lost,
I carry on.
He takes a rook.
I move a pawn.