Origami Chessboard

Life is a game of sticks and stones,
Where a single throw can break your bones,
And life is a game of fall or fly,
With the simple aim being do or die.

But, life is a game of words, as well,
Like a chessboard, all of your moves can tell,
They can show a king double as a pawn,
To another player, used and worn.

While life is a plot that's to be told,
Like a paper sky, only to unfold,
An origami art of skill,
To reach the top, you must climb the hill.

As life is a game of strength and will,
It remains a game won by tact and skill,
Of sticks and stones, with the wit of tongue,
Only when you speak, have you really won.