Of Course I Will

He woke one day, at dawn and felt an emptiness perhaps a pawn had been demanded and, the gods had come and taken, with great impunity as if to say it matters not, you've had your fun with limbs and such now it is time to give, surrender space, new opportunity for those who touch the clock's loud chime and march ahead singing a melody of hope and joy while passing, the introverted boy not meant to live yet there is energy inside a head crammed full of words and of a hardened will beneath a face that hides a poker grin and like those Hitchcock birds the ambience, first still, a silent pledge to win.