Pawn
We've been taught in school by teachers
to love people and use things.
But in this world we live among others
who use people and love things.
Those who use people for making a sum,
in turn are used by others.
Pawns they are, their pawns we become,
in earning our bread and butter.
The worker who slogs day and night,
the manager who carries out plans,
the executive who tries to get things right,
are but pawns in hidden hands.
For right at the very top sits One,
great satisfaction does he savour,
For whom everyone beneath has done
the best and biggest favour.
20191024
Submitted to:
#MyWritersPoetryPrompt
28th / 2019
Pawn
Thursday, October 24, 2019
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