Armor~

Bearing armor plate thick
To which each battle adds metal
Thus penetrate not onto heart
As thy instrument progressively grows blunt
See thee my reason?
Allowance must be had
And allow it I shant
For what purpose I hold
Tis for mine own value
Mine own selfish endeavor
Altruistic yes!  But see ye deeper
Track kept in ledger form
Of gives and takes
Rewards and stakes
Calculating moves upon a chessboard
OR
Steps upon a dance floor brazen with waltz
Gliding to the point in the wall
The Queen’s entrance to disappearance lies
Where might be the King?
Behold the next move ~ Maggie ~ Penned Jan. 13, 2009 @ 12:40 p.m. EST