The horse was in its special place
Waiting for an eye’s kind glint
To move authentically
Or to please a great leader

But neither strategy was to hold water
The horse would drown if it claimed victory
And a discernible nod of the head
Would be seen as cowardly
Fake
Indicative of poor character

So the player on the other side decided to do something radical
To masquerade a heart’s demise
While moving with great courage