As the beat of the fast pacing war drums fade the destruction of
souls whisper into the wind of time and onto the pits of eternity
as every foreseen plan is just pawn int the fire of life to show
us that the whispering cruel world that we live in is just a big
black and red checker board to play chess with the pawns of people
and kings and queens of time the nights of heartfelt emotions,
castles of economy, but as the game is played through the drifting
wind of time there is no winner or loser only pieces won by the players
of the game who control death and life as game is played till the box
of heaven and bin of hell are full the devil and god will toy with
the pieces ofthe game including people there emotions, and money, time
will be altered to fit the needs of god and the devils game of chess
in the world. So as we think we have a plan it is only the plan of the
players playing the game