In a chess game, both opponents have the comfort of knowing how each piece can and can’t move. Both the black knight and the white knight are limited to the same options. And that goes for the king, queen,rooks, and bishops also. Life, however, isn’t like that. It’s random, hostile, and impulsive. You can’t sleep on any man, because no man is a game piece. The weakest and most frightened man might do the most unexpected, deadliest, and horrific thing...I knew he was trying to break me; get me under his wing and control, not kill me. But I’m from the desert. I’m from the Sudan, land of the Blacks, home of the original pyramids even before Egypt, which was previously known as Kemet, the land of the Black-skinned pharaohs, and the region of the prophets Moses, Jesus, and Mohammed , peace be upon them, for those who truly don’t know.