The Battle Gun
I sit in the sanctuary ;
In the shade of my own thoughts
I think of you,
And my heart jumps for joy.
There is no other gun
That Spurs my soul
As does the sight of you,
The thought and touch of you.
How can I tell you my feelings
When my heart beats so strongly..
It drums a rhythm in sync with your name .
I cry it aloud as I charge into battle.
The hordes of the Fallen King are upon me.
My fellow guardians are crushed
In this battle that engulfed us.
We gave it our all.
Oryx, the monstrous beast
Smashed his massive fist into our midst.
We are lost--my last thoughts are of you.
My Scout Rifle and bearer of my undying love.
Hear my last words
Before I charge again madly into the middle,
Into the thick of these heathen beasts,
As they cower and gloat about me.
I go to my doom..
Still, I shall know I gave my all
To the greatness of the light,
In the viciousness of this fight.
Then, the sky opened:
And between the shinning beams
A new clan of Destiny guardians
Appeared in the billowing clouds;
Beaming down, to help us on the ground.
They rode their solar spaceships
Into the thick of this battle grand.
With blazing swords--hammers of fire
And Touch-of-Malice rifles on full blast.
They smoked Oryx, the Taken king.
He and his hordes were driven into oblivion
We had won!!!
The light once more ruled the universe.
It gave the "Tower" of Earth another stand
To fight and win again
In this ongoing battle
That tempts even Eternity,...FIBBOB
(A tribute to game:Destiny)
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Bet your teacher would tell you that you can't write a poem about a game and to do it again. Mine would.