Tron
Energized by light
run with power
The opponents become pawns on a grid
A universal world in our imaginations
Spinning at the speed of light
Not a gerbil running on it's wheel
Made by a creator
Which one day will self destruct
Vanishing among a sea of stars
An eclipse of a moon
One like no other
after walking out of the game alive
Trying to make it back home
before you hear the final
Game Over
Copyright © Michelle Mcdermin | Year Posted 2011
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