Equal squares on an empty sudoku,
Always the same numbers but a billion answers,
Yet there are rules you know I know (that you know)
Before this game has even started.

Colorblind because we are all equal yet white moves first,
(Someone has to).
My options start only with the pawns; the goal is to take your king.
Pawns can move two squares yet my king cannot leave the board;
Nonetheless I have already given you my tacit consent.
'To win!' you say, 'is about foresight and making sacrifices'.
So I lose because the rules are fair.

I have no other choice, everything else is illegal;
Before I knew my choices, everything was possible.

I feel sorry for those who are still learning,
For they wish pawns may become kings one day.

--Uncertain