Red And Blue

By Joshua

Two kings perched on rock

A clash of wits, or not?

An arena dyed in purple blood

More from blue's side, a flood.

Then come barbaric twins and spell,

Dressed in helm and crimson cloth,

And rage impossible to quell.

Armoured prince gallops forth,

A sapphire 11 adorns his horse.

But perfect strategy fails,

To prevent the blue king's loss

As the red 13 in frightful detail,

Born of unjust and vicious wealth,

Promises an untimely death 

For the brave azure corpse,

Pathetic and small.

The bad mannered king mocks

As blue lined towers fall.

But get up I must,

For the sake of the clan.

Forget my homework,

For the sake of the war.

Thus begs, is it worth

Spending time on this cursed game?

This rich person's playground,

Where toxicity reigns.

Yet how much different is school

From this most ridiculous duel?

A clash of wits, or not?

In this classroom of tutors' wallets.

Still this society cares not,

For the ruthless poverty's rot.

To school i go to learn,

But about society,

Perhaps I might find a clue,

In this game of red and blue

By Joshua