Chivalry
Sits an old man playing chess
with himself at a public picnic table
Knight to F3
Laughs and stands up
Turns the table’s corner
Sits down in a new chair
“Oh, damn you”
Says he to air
Moves his pawn
Stands and tugs at sword in stone
Chair moves slightly
and seats him
Laughs at the man no longer
sitting on the other side
Knight stops him in his steps
with palm of his hand
Sticks his leg out
Tells him to walk
The old man obeys
knowing he will certainly fall
Does so
King drops in his square
Checkmate
says Knight
Old man aches
What has happened to chivalry?
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