The Last Play

 

Title: The Last Play
by: bernie kohzar

The last play, about five years ago, I came close to my last play.
I lost my niche, the Greek Fire began to burn low.
As I spent five years traversing in course, I once though was mine.
And at the last draw, I stopped. Knees fallen. Shoulders down.
For the love I thought I had was just a mere imagination.
and later turned into a suffocating sensation.

I then moved back. Hungry for self-redemption.
for thought the green flare burned low, it never died out.
Back to square one, with just a single mission.
To end things quick with a blow.
And move through with no connection, and stay low.

It was all about grades, a simple plan
pass the bar, no more colors, no more acclaims.
I was done. All I wanted was just a quick exit.
A diploma and that was it.

Buried in novels is the thing I do,
not even caring of what other people go through.
but when the call came to step up,
I gave my all, from being a writer to then
becoming the editor. It came into my palm
out of plan.

life proved unexpected, cause the next thing I know.
My name began resonating out of blue.
This was then my redemption,
building from that big fall, and making quiet a new impression
with my quick throw, despite trying to stay low.

It then proved successful, bearing the lighted torch at hand and soon it followed
a challenged I once declined
as I said "I hate this type of game".
‘cause it can't be denied, its politics.
fearing that if I do, it might become another fallen cue.

then one person gave me the light,
explaining that the game is all and right.
Faced with that then tough decision,
tensions were raced and hurdles to be placed.
And with no more turning back,
I played the role, and gave it my all
to conquer another mighty wall.

Finally at the end of the line. No more chess piece.
No more cards to throw.
Finally standing at the culmination that i have been dreaming. That new dawn is now coming.
As I then close this chapter in my story, this will be my last play.