A Game Of Black And White

• Jay Brendan Del Rosario, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2015

I start the attack, the opposers copy
Locked in battle, a game of strategy
Constantly in defence, pushing the attack
The war goes on, more casualties appear
I capture their queen, she belongs to me
The war is done
Yet no blood was shed
Only brains were used
On a divided field
What war was this?