A poem about my favorite female video game character of all time. |
Through the plains In Artemis’ reign I tread along the balloon flowers path, Along Demeter’s land Through the city— The metropolis— I stroll across the streets, Past malls Filled with many people And many robots Wait! Hold on! I’ve never treaded along this place These people I’ve never seen before, Yet somehow, Someway, Why are they familiar To me, To my soul? “Come, I’ll show you,” a voice says “I’ll make you remember.” And I look To see a girl, Hair like a silky snake And caps a beret on her head, Tugging my arm, Grasping me as if I was her date She glares at me, Or I glare at her, And those emeralds, Those eyes Radiates and warms my heart And her face, One that surpasses Aphrodite, Causes me to blush She looks familiar I’ve seen her before, So how come I can’t remember her? “C’mon,” she says And I follow Past the people Down the street And stop, Halt There lay before us A pile of rubble, Man’s erosion “Why are we here?” I say, And she says, “Ssssshhhh…” She pats me on the shoulder, Smiles like a kitten “Don’t you remember? Have you forgotten? This is where you found me After the robotic dragon attacked.” Robotic dragon? When did I fight that? Must be playing head games with me Or just a crazy girl. “Sorry, I… I don’t remember.” And her smile deflates She shakes her head “C’mon.” And I walk with her, Her hand Gripping mine’s Past the slums And to the skyscrapers Filled with giant construction And animal-like robots The door slides open Or we push it, one of the two, And we enter This room, This place Seems somewhat familiar With its chart of the earth And pictures of animal robots “This is where you took command And saw to it the job gets done with me.” Job getting done? Hmmm… Memories rush through my head, But little traces of this place pops through. “I sorta remember.” And she rubs my head, Slides it through my hair. “Good. Now we’re getting somewhere.” And she pulls my arm once more “Hey!” I say “What are you doing?” And she turns to face me, Innocent A puppy’s face. “C’mon. Just one more place.” “All right,” I say, So we scurried out the building She points up “A space station?” I say. “No” And I look closer Is that a laser jutting out of a space station? “What is it?” “Final Weapon” I look at her face, The head of the rose Struggling, Wavering, And I could see tears streaming down her cheeks (Well, if she could cry I would.) “That’s… That’s where you killed me even though hic—“ “Even though what?” I say. She glares at me, Her eyes, Her jades Half concealed Yet glistening in the night. “Even though… You’re wistful to protect me.” I killing her? And a memory pops in my mind— The memory of a red robot Screaming, Saddened By his loss, By her death A deluge of tears, A river of snot Streams from my face, And my head hangs low like a soldier Hic Hic Sniff “I remember.” And I embrace her, My tears landing on her shoulders Reflecting the moonlight She pats my back, Caresses my head as if I was silk “I know.” How could I forget The year 21XX Or X’s life? How could I forget The mavericks, But most of all (And my heart smiles when saying it), How could I forget you, Zero’s maiden— Iris? |