Poet: Rawan Abu Foul- When the Game Plays Its Role (Sonnet)

Fortune, is what I saw at first glance
Fortune is what I came to see
Broken, it was a nice chance
A chance that should no longer be

Manipulation is a game you like
Its like chess, king on king, here, is a ring
You thought me a soldier, yet as you hike
The board you see it is no longer queen on king

Manipulation has become a game you fear
For manipulation, is moi, my dear


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