Backgammon

In time
You'll agree to follow
Divinely bound to serve the heir
De-grow
What is destined to fail
Re-learn
What it means to be afraid

Aligned
Unknowingly with the rest of
No prescient rage
Can offset its layers
Feign, sovereign
Like choices have no consequence
Impressed
On quotidian dooms, are eyes
Averted from the proof

Roll the die
Down a picket line
The plate, inlaid
With pearl and anthracite



Credits
Writer(s): Beatrice Douaihy
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