Bobby Fischer

your pappy ain't your pappy, but that's OK,
well, he ain't your pappy, but that's ok
you can still play chess anyway,
bobby fischer.

yes, you can play the game of chess,
yes, the game of chess,
but in the game of life, your life is a mess,
bobby fischer.

I don't know but something ain't right,
I don't know but something ain't right,
you were a jew, yet an anti-semite,
bobby fischer,

being paranoid ain't so bad,
I mean it ain't so bad,
considering the life you had,
bobby fischer.

a captive of your own creation,
locked in an world of anticipation,
invalid passport and no relation,
bobby fischer.

poem by Richard Jarboe
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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