She sets the chess board up
Moves her Queen
Guards her King

I move my weak pawns
Sacrifice is what's needed
In a strategy that works

She holds nothing back
Conquers all with her Queen
Cares little about her pawns

I lose my Knights and Bishops
Even lose my Queen and Rook
But at the other end do my pawns go

She shouts Checkmate!
Thinks she has won
Doesn't realize that in the end, she's abandoned her King

I look into her eyes and say,
"Yes. Checkmate"
Point to my weak little lawns which now are ghosts from the past

On her end, the end which my pawns have reached
Lie Knights and Rooks,
Bishops and Queens
All surrounding the King she forgot

She sees her folly
In war rage and glee of victory did she forget her duty
With a heavy disappointed sigh,
She knocks down her forgotten King