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THE ROOK
Raise the gate!!
Trapped in the halls with no escape,
Trapped in the labyrinth of this castle,
It's cobbled bricks and go back centuries to this date,
I hear it's voices,
Chasing through endless corridors,
Another turn at the end of every hall,
Leads to the pathway I swear I've been before,
Whispers leaking out the walls,
Trapped within and without,
The rules of the game,
Chambers of sound,
I'm surrounded by pages and pages and pages,
Rocks steady my feet on the ground,
Don't slip for a minute,
There's ghosts all around,
If I can hear them at least there's a chance,
Make way for the King's advance!
There's a patter of footsteps,
I swear it's not mine,
If I can find him, his presence divine,
To stop the enemy and raise the gate.
Wet walls with stone pushed into place,
A thousand years before,
The sentinel of war,
Spiralled my lost soul,
In a labyrinth of endless corridors,
Staircase to a lost world.
If I find him breathing at my back,
I know that I'm one step closer,
To finding him in the black.
I feel the walls closing in,
The game and all it's been.
There, there he is in the garden,
Staring up at the sky.
Staring up at the sacred light ripped from the skies,
Beaming perpetual divinity from the rocks of solid mankind.
Exploding from the caverns under coal-mines.
Staring up at the sacred light ripped from the skies,
Beaming perpetual divinity from the rocks of solid mankind.
Exploding from the caverns under coal-mines.
At last, I can ask him, to raise up the gate.
Upon the perfect check mate.
By Laurence Fuller, 2022
@laurencefuller
www.laurencefuller.art/web3