Emotions.
What is this word for a tool? For someone who will lay his life on the line for others. For someone whose life is just a game of chess.
Send a pawn to protect the King. Watch as it dies for the King. Is that all we really are? Pawns on the board of life? Who is the King?
Is it those you care about? Can you care about someone? Even when you have the blood of others on your hands? When the rivers of your innocence run red, when your life is just killing for the protection of others?
Others who do not care, who are too fragile to be killers. Those who can – no will turn their back on you as fast as possible.
You protect them but still you are a pawn. A pawn who vows to become King, but a pawn no less. Watch as you risk the pawn once and once again for one who can't fight for himself.
Watch as you soar, soar above the pawns, reaching for the goal that you can never reach. Try as you may, try as you might, little kid, the skies too high, the ground too low.
For a pawn who is as low as low can go.
Little pawn, little brother, sister, Mother, Father, Uncle, Aunt, cousin. Watch as the pawns move to protect the King.
What happens when the pawns are gone?