You cannot blitz your life away.
Or riddle work with bullet games.
You sought a focused mind, but got
Addiction stamped with GM names.
Who cares you play the Caro-Kahn?
Or Karpov in the Ruy Lopez?
You must preserve the piece of mind
You’re gambiting a thousand ways.
You have to move with tempo now
And calculate a deeper line.
You’ve lost so much material,
It seems you’re planning to resign.
You know you still have counterplay.
A step a time is not a crawl.
Do not, do not, do not go down.
A king is made for standing tall.