 The Chess Board of Life - Visitor's Poem
by Pranitha Devi Wickins
(Pietermaritzburg; kwazulu Natal, South Africa)
How often have we wondered why it had to be that the innocent are punished while the guilty are set free
How often have we wondered why God turns the other cheek when babied are being molested and our spirits grow weak
And then I took a moment reflecting on our life and suddenly it dawned on me an explanation for this strife
Have you ever contemplated the world as a game of chess where any movement on the board allows for the next test
Can you see the pieces as an event or a sorrow where are you on the board are you waiting for tomorrow?
I suppose what I am saying In my round about way Is that events happen by man's hand, But God has the last say
What was your reaction To the last nasty situation Did you shake your head and walk away Or just exclaimed in dismay
What was your move on the chess board of life to challenge that awful hurt that pierced you like a knife
I believe the pain we feel should trigger us to react - to play the next move - To counter the attack
I believe there is no coincidence Why you see the things you do Why you choose the path you did Why you need to find the clue
I believe that my emotion To the events of this world Is God's way of prompting me To be God's chosen girl
God's given each of us a wondrous precious talent sometimes we never use it allowing it to lie dormant
Maybe if we use our talent whatever it may be, We could be the difference That may be the key
Each talent bestowed upon us If used like the Father intended, Could be the answer to the world That would otherwise be surrendered. Copyright © 2010 Pranitha Devi Wickins, (A.k.a Nisha Wickins). All rights reserved.
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