Ode to Halo
Posted By: Nick Sinclair (NICKOFSTEEL)<NICKOFSTEEL@aol.com>
Date: 6 January 2009, 11:21 pm
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I am in Halo.
Halo is in me,
Being the character Master Chief is who I love to be!
Running through the levels.
Killing all the Grunts,
Slowing down and taking it stealthy to kill the straggling runts.
My feet are pounding across the floor.
I see a Jackal ahead,
I whip the Battle Rifle off my back and BLAST it till it's dead.
I sprint through High Charity.
As I come upon an Elite,
I yell a battle cry and toss a frag grenade right at it's feet.
The Elite dodges the grenade.
It flops onto the floor,
I throw a "sticky" on it's face and bust through a door.
I've finally escaped High Charity.
But then an eerie sound I hear,
What was once pumping adrenaline has now turned to fear.
I remember this infection.
It feeds off human blood,
I walk through the corridor and face Forerunner Flood.
The carriers limp towards me.
I've nowhere to go,
I pull out my final frag and give it one massive throw.
It bounces over the gravel.
I sprint the other way,
While I run across the exploding floor I think of a better day.
A day without the Covenant.
A day without the Flood,
A day without the killing, without bodies lying in mud.
But what am I without killing?
The guts, the bullets, the death?
I'd have time on my hands; time to finally catch my breath.
I've just come to this conclusion.
So I safely land my Banshee,
I put the controller down and turn off the TV.
My friends are all ashamed.
My girlfriend finally left,
I've lost my life to this game. This "friend". No... this theft!
So there is only one thing I truly know,
The only thing that's left:
I am in Halo.
Halo is in me,
And being the character Master Chief is who I seem to be!
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