Zugzwang

​Through unspeakable terrain

And a journey so remarkable 

The beetle finds himself 

Land upon the windowsill

                                                 upon its back

 

Its spindly legs

Frail about frantically 

Trying to correct the world

At least from its perspective 

 

The beetle is greeted

With an occupant of the

Windowsill

 

Its a spider

Slowly it descends

 

Quickly it pounces

On the beetle

 

Spinning web upon the

Beetle’s spindly legs

 

While the beetle

On its back

Tries frantically to escape,

Eluding the spider

 

I

Watch 

 

From my desk

 

As these events unfold

 

And ponder on the dilemma I’m presented

 

If I watch and not act

I condemn the beetle

To death

 

For if I aid the beetle

In its escape

And the spider starves

Another day

 

In chess, it’s called Zugzwang

When the only viable move

Is not to move at all

 

And as long as you don’t make a decision

Everything is possible

                                                   

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