Battle of the Draughts!

This life is a Chess game.

And all the draughts play,

merely the Men and the Women...

One rides out the other for subsistence.

The warm-blooded Pawns defend their King!

Oblivious Languorous Draughts,

parade out tossing and turning...

Ruled out Pawn has no tributes;

For, blood is thinner than water!

Defending Pawns are meant only to sacrifice.

Pains aren't the maxims, to write down thoroughly...

After the fierce battle for self-subsistence,

Terminating faces of the Dignified King!

But, it's ruthlessly chained, blocked and

ruthlessly aimed and checkmated!

In order to win the petty game

Quoting, "Every dog has its day..."