The Hungering Boat of Gaming -- a Satire

Something funny that I wrote today, and thought I'd share.

The Hungering Boat of Gaming

The game is canceled,

Oh woe am I to have lost the boat

what long yon wondering shore have I traveled down

upon this road of hungering tortuous misery!

I had a bag of gems before me,

as in a dream but now all that I could stand upon

what heights to reach for 5d6 upon the heavenly shore

have been lost to me!

Oh marvel have I at the marvelous universe

as if we were superheroes destined for our roles to play.

But yet forget me not, it shall be a flower to pin

upon my breast with vessels of times that were not to be.

How many have fallen before the mighty sword

or rolled upon the floor, like dice

the head's of the gallant's bane?!

Yet betide such misery

the times are young, good Yoric

I shall place thee upon the shelf

along with my vestments and tapestries

the dice, the figurines, the books, the paper

and the Mountain Dew, the cheese to melt upon my tongue.

Yet, this day shall not beshrew all of misery,

I dream of heaven and its wide arms open wide

to all who have gamed before and ever will,

and all the mighty characters in times of yore.

Bold blue Bahumat belike a bitching Buddha

But do not strike me down!

Nay while life is just a blink in the cosmos,

The dice will roll again!

Though the game today is dead,

and I must lay my sword down by my side

to rest, too long, to lay astride the horse

that destiny may yet bestride it's comeuppance upon the course of day

to save all that has been made short of the file

and strike villainous fate and misery a fell blow lo!

Though next time we meet we shall play...

the game more planned shall win the day

Long live the Day of Game!

The cancelled game day will one day be but a memory

in a tome of old shrouded under dust behind lock

and key within an ancient crypt which too

shall meet the dust of tombs and kings,

never to rise again but in the mists

of poetry and the blink of the dice.

Marvel Superhero Universe we love you

and shall yet game upon thy dainty bits

and taste the feasting morsel;

suck out the marrow of the day again.

-- Zombie Mike

                                                                        Jan 22, 2015