LIFE: CHESS GAME
As a Chess pawn I came to this
Earth,
To find my destiny. The field was
inhabited.
You have to defeat the king. Put
JAQUE MATE,
And find your design in the game of
life.
The sky ruled the pieces: I had the
initiative
At the same time as a pawn, he
understood me from the board
The rival was the destiny that had
to be discovered every day.
The design for me, and for others,
in the quadrant.
King, queen, bishop, horse, towers
or pawn
Which piece to choose? ... What
role to be?
"I think: Then I exist. To be
or not to be"
All I know is to play chess.
The powerful queen, cunning:
Dangerous!
The king in his square meter, The
theologian bishop,
The opportune horse, They
accompanied me in the
Trajinar of the life. We all fight
until we die
Not even the king was saved with
Checkmate.
We all play some roll In life
"About the black and white of
the road
they seek and wage their armed
battle. "Borges
CHESS game, gymnasium of the human
brain.
Sometimes you have to walk
crossways like the bishop,
Other times, straight, like the
tower to annihilate someone,
And you still have to jump in
circles, like the horse, to advance
In the wise strategy of the Hebrew
Master
Armistice of peace, before the war:
Tables
"What king, before leaving?
"... Negotiate ... better!
"Sit first and consider if you
can cope"
"It is finished", Master
of Galilee, says
"I confess that I have
lived", Jorge Luis Borges
"Disparate": Epitafio by
Pedro Geoffroy
In chess and in life: What is
yours?
After so much stress on the board
As Sancho and Don Quixote de la Mancha
said
All the pieces to the box: To save
And the chess players: To the
grave!
YO, KIKE BARILLAS
Old Cuzcatlán. September 2018.
FACEBOOK: Enrique Barillas Argueta.
