Eyes Locked. - Poem by Miki Byrne
Eyes locked. Hands ready.
Death celebrated by graphic starbursts,
thunderous noise. Virtual reality.
An unknown land where minds journey.
In control of every pursuit.
Death of the enemy a prize sought after.
Military, monsters, aliens, jailbreaks.
All the same story of chase and destroy.
Lifting people out of this world.
All that stays behind, is their money.
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