Checkmate June 28, 2016 / Michael J. Cunningham The forces against us seem overwhelming, For every move, I place myself in a new corner, Without a way out, it appears, Until eventually … checkmate. Only to realize I can start again … fresh. Rate this:Share with others Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related