PROMISE WRITES OUTLET

The Queen is regarded the strongest piece on the board, just like lionesses in the jungle. she has the ability and competent enough to move any number of squares vertically, horizontally or diagonally. Each player starts the game with one queen, placed in the middle of the first rank next to the king. The queen moves like the rook and bishop combined. Unless capturing, the queen must move to an unoccupied square; and it cannot jump over pieces. The queen captures on the same path it moves, by landing on the square of the opposing piece. In same vein, a wise man protect his queen in the game of life in order to get the nine points over his enemies, the more he defend his queen, his castle becomes impenetrable for the adversaries but a ludicrous man will concentrate on the knights, bishops, and rooks, they are not as advantageous as the queen.  Your queen brings power and position but the bishops, knights, rooks, and the pawns which they as your friends, your co-workers ...

At darkest of the days, Devil was happy He felt his dream becomes actuality, when Christ was laid in the borrowed grave On the Friday Eve after Christ was named a knave. Hell broke out in colorful celebration, Their master was given the power of this administration, To start his kingdom and cause havoc in this world, Dance and songs of doom are heard and seen from underworld. Devil's prophets on earth were given corruptible crown, Their master has sow rotten spawn And programs that would profane mankind, By tearing the flesh of the saviour with thorns. Till dusk celebration was on in his kingdom, Like Haman, he knew not that it await him, doom! He shut the sculpture with gigantic rock And sent war men to cause roadblock. But then at dawn of the third day,  Kingdom of darkness is disarray, Light of the risen Christ scored the greatest victory ! Devil and his team are looming and dooming in greatest abysmally. Now, Christ brought new transformation To crushed devil's...

When I say I'm fine, I'm living with thorns like porcupine, Having sweetness inside but Imma'pple with pine, A caged bird with declined happiness, And a light dwelling with darkness  Lemme stay in desolation I don't want hugs or words of consolation My life seems like contradiction, But I know Life is a competition No sympathy or kindness, Just have to fight my own damnation! Sometimes, I felt like running under a running trailer, B'cause I couldn't protect my happiness, I'mma failed jailer, Walking in this desolation, I couldn't find my inhaler, Killin me is loneliness,  Because it's a bloodsucker! I thought I had sweet solo Smiles But I'm suffering from miles, No one knows that my Smiles are guiles, In me, I'm walking in Corny thorny aisles, Hoping to see lightning light at the isle, But I'm dying in moody mood of imagination. While carrying my crooked cross, I have my humane liquor liquidating my pains, Filling my heart with sweetness ...