Chess with Lucifer : Iambic Poem
Chess with Lucifer By Cameron Byerly Published in St. John College's The Gadfly January 12th, 2016 Part I Your God and I sat Somewhere Else , and played a game of Chess, Beneath our pieces, gently pushed, Earth groaned with man’s new stress. We watched and planned for Times to Come , And learned of Deathless Laws . We pondered deep, we spoke and wrote, And presently, took pause. “Oh King of Pain, foul Lucifer,” he called me such, in jest. “This game of ours, again, is doom’d, Man falls just as the rest.” “In all our play, the pieces rise, And mine the board beneath, Their nest, on which their lives rely, Shall spoil ‘tween their teeth.” “Same Will that rose them ‘bove the Beasts, Such pluck as we admire. Is too entrench'd to cease in time, They’re doomed in their desire.” “Agreed I am, oh Lord of Light!” I called him such, to mock. “Might I suggest new spectacle? We crave some novel shock.” “In lieu of this re...