Chess Poem 06: The Eternal Game? Poem by Kim Barney
Chess Poem 06: The Eternal Game?
A friend of mine just passed away
and so it made me stop and think:
How long the wait until the day
when I too must become extinct?
I will not hurry the time, no doubt,
for that is the coward's way out,
but when God calls and says it's time
I will begin my upward climb.
Or just perhaps it may well be
that someone else will beckon me.
I will relax and take it slow
if I must travel down below.
We had one thing in common, we
both loved the game of chess, you see.
Is there a chance it will prevail
on the other side of the veil?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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