The Neverending Game: Poetry


The greatest enemy
is not one made bold by hatred;
Strong emotion of any sort
makes fools out of logical men

It is the Indifferent One
who has lacks both
empathy or vengeance
for anyone and anything
that is the truest danger

For destruction and creation
are equal tools in His eyes for use
within a never-ending game of chess
in which we are all pawns.


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