poetry by j matthew waters

stopping the impending doom

jet fighters crisscross the skies
like high flying bishops
licensed to fly

at control central pawns
surround the queen
fanning her with anything
they can get their hands on

at all four corners
white men wage war against
all other colors
wielding maces and knives
flashing suicide switches against
her majesty’s wishes

all the while horsemen
silently breathe into the fog
anxious for that chance
to live and die another day

june two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
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6 thoughts on “stopping the impending doom

  1. estella on said:

    I’m totally stoked over this most excellent chess-board poem.

  2. psychopathsgetbored28 on said:

    Wow, this is brilliant.

  3. Do we really need the horsemen.. I think we can manage apocalypse ourselves.

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