Psylent-D

Looking out onto the scene Moonlit city so serene Isolated still and stiff He rests upon an outskirt cliff Darkened desert that surrounds Broken by the dessert town A wonder to be held by eyes Amazing how much life tells lies Still he sits there in disgrace Gusts beat upon his weathered face Gazing at what is his home Crowded and yet still alone Disapproving faces hung on walls Neglect to catch him as he falls Screaming with his might, listen Turning heads and more chagrin Plot to change that which they detest Telling themselves that they know best Shackles cast that take their toll Convinced that they have saved his soul

Sitting on my couch, my concentration unbroken To the left my audience, to my right scowled my foe Eyes of stone and thumbs were smokin Each of my movements calculated to flow All eyes were on me as I dodged his shell I retreated into the next cavernous room My enemy was quick; jumping right on my trail Naive to what would be his impending doom! My quarry unkowingly stepped into my trap I switched to plasma grenades and wielded my shotgun Blue bursts exploded as I busted a cap And thus the game persisted, the score 0 to 1.