Gary Diamond

Rookie (04-10-1984 / Portsmouth, UK)

Quest - Poem by Gary Diamond

I've always liked that word.
Saying it conjures up great images of the uncertain
The path trod by many
But only completed by a select few.

A quest means leaving all you know well behind you
Often to go out and try, in the face of the futile
To bring good or at least halt the progress of evil.
It speaks to the basics of the soul.

Every time a new medium is invented
The old primal words are lead out and refreshed
Until that medium is worn and jaded
Like everything else.

That's why seeking the axe of gold was a quest
Why saving the digital dolphin hordes was a quest
Why even the recluse magician Gwyzor had a quest
Until the games got old, jaded and gun-shaped.

Quest.
I want one of my own.
The chance to die or become a hero
Rather than stay here and amount to zero.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 24, 2008



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