I am filled with inhabitants, though man is but a visitor. tourists killing me is common, but many find it sinister. In life my color is bright, but in death I am white

A strategic move to guard the king, protected by his tower; A home surrounded by a ring of stone, a seat of power. The first may have a checkered floor, the second overlooks the poor.

Filled with meat that people eat Is it a soup? No one can say Fall from high, you may not die In it, many crafts lost their way

I have waves and an abundance of space, but I do not have enough water. I am known for my dryness.

Add an S and shed some light, Or with OUR jump and chase with flight. But really I’m a green space by design Or where you leave your wheels between the lines