The Game of Kings

Through the city, I was lost…

No home, no direction, nobody to tell me where to go.

Then an old man looked at me and said,

“Son… life is a chessboard.

You just gotta learn how to move.”

I was walking through the darkness with my stomach growling,

Cold nights, empty pockets, nobody around me.

City lights shining but they couldn’t guide me,

Had a whole lot of pain that I kept inside me.

Then I met an old man sitting underneath the streetlight,

Chessboard on the table, black and white.

He said, “Come sit down, boy, let me show you something,

Every piece on this board got a purpose for becoming.”

He said, “Pawns start small, but don’t underestimate ’em,

Keep moving forward, someday they might elevate ’em.

Knights gotta jump when the road gets blocked,

Bishops move different, but they still reach the top.

Control your center, protect what you own,

Think before you move when you’re walking alone.

Sometimes you lose pieces just to win the war,

And sometimes what you sacrifice opens another door.”

Life is a game of kings,

Every move got a price.

Sometimes you gotta sacrifice

Just to change your life.

Don’t let one bad move

Make you surrender your dream.

You’re stronger than you think,

You’re more than what you’ve seen.

Keep your head up, keep your vision,

Study every move you make.

’Cause the boy who started with nothing

Can become a king someday.

Days became weeks, then the weeks became years,

The boy who once was broken wasn’t living in fear.

Every loss taught him something, every scar had a meaning,

Every door that closed gave him another reason.

He learned patience when the victory wasn’t coming,

Learned silence when the enemy kept running.

Stopped making moves just to prove he was strong,

Started thinking three steps before moving along.

The old man passed, but his lessons stayed alive,

Like a voice in his head saying, “Son, survive.”

Now that little lost boy walks through the city like a king,

Teaching other broken souls what the chessboard taught him.

He tells ‘em, “Your beginning doesn’t determine your ending,

Sometimes losing everything is where your life starts ascending.

You may feel like a pawn, but keep fighting your way through,

’Cause every king you see once had a different view.”

Life is a game of kings,

Every move got a price.

Sometimes you gotta sacrifice

Just to change your life.

Don’t let one bad move

Make you surrender your dream.

You’re stronger than you think,

You’re more than what you’ve seen.

Keep your head up, keep your vision,

Study every move you make.

’Cause the boy who started with nothing

Can become a king someday.

The board doesn’t remember where you started…

It remembers how you played.

So think before you move.

Protect your heart.

Learn from your losses.

And never forget even a pawn can become a king