In The City of My Birth (4 Thursday Poets Rally Week 40)

In the city of my birth,
Folks are passionate about the game of chess,
Why do they love this?
No one knows, I guess.
Uneasy things always exist on earth,
Subjective takes only make things worse,
What’s wrong, what’s right,
It’s tricky to decide!
Walk pass the shadows that haunt,
I hear the voice of my aunt:
“Do your own part alright,
grace your faith, No fight.”


This is my entry 4 Thursday Poets Rally Week 40, every poet is invited, welcome joining us,

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I was nominated The Perfect Poet Award by deadpoet88 at

Thanks a lot, I humbly take it here xxx

and pass it to the following poets for Week 40 The Perfect Poet Award



The Reason You Come