Beauty of Chess

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Oh, here is the story of white and black

Peace never ended, until white attacked

Black had no choice but to retaliate

And white was sure the battle will initiate


Each move was important, strategy is needed

When a mistake is made, one is closer to being defeated

Each side would suffer losses, for the safety of their king

And the king would sit back and watch their suffering


The king is helpless without his army

He needs to be protected like he is jewelry

However, when the king gets captured or loses

His valiant and loyal army falls to pieces


Oh white and black, both are despicable enemies

Black represents order, and white represents anarchy

When both clash, what a fight it would be!

But their moves solely rely on you and me


When it is all over, both sides will repeat

The war that destroys, and one will defeat

Whoever is the weakest, will always be beat

The next player who will takeover, come take a seat

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