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Checkmate

Checkmate

The value of life is not silver nor gold, the value of life has much more to behold

No deuce or royal flush can beat it, poker chips piled high cannot succeed it

Dice you may throw, roll but never make the play, instead, quickly roll away

Never gamble away the chance you might advance, the price you may pay could make you shudder

Send you down the river and put you in a hollow cell, into an empty gutter

Your ball may roll, knock down all the pins, habits that pin you down, send you down an alley of darkness

Life's value has no end, no monies compare, the wheels may turn but few chances on spinning,

Beware,  you may not be winning

If you dare play the game, and swing just right you may not strike out, or when you draw, it might be the last gun fight

Think twice before you lay down your cards, and shuffle them good before you pick your last hand

Don't think your king or queen of spades will set you free, remember they are not the ones guarding that heavenly gate

Take life more seriously, and who knows it may not be too late

It's not just a game, but if you make the right moves you  may not lose

You might be surprised and just get lucky and go out, "Checkmate"

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Susan O'Reilly

Hi Nancy don't know how i missed this one great write x

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Lilit Amirshadyan

Yeah the life much more likes checkmate, well written

Regards

Lilit

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