Game Arcade Game
Remember how the little triangle with its broken butt
Would shoot out bright bullets and shatter the approaching rocks
Into smaller pieces with a glorious sound
And how we boosted across the screen with a little rocket blast
And how it kept on moving turn around reverse thrust stop
Little flying saucer would appear and spray dots at us
But we destroyed it with skill and reflex – just doing our job
How we climbed the ranking to top from last
How we would strut our stuff as friends would gather round
As down at the arcade we stood around the box
Remember how the big old ape
Would roll barrels down at us
How we fought and climbed with jump and fuss
To get to the escape
Remember saving planet earth
From missiles coming down
How the big ball spun under our palm
As we launched our counter-strike
Pointing the little cross in front the of the falling bomb
And our big circle blast crown
Consumed the imminent dearth
Our coins dropped into the slot
The music sang like our hearts
We would play for hours on end
To get our three letter acronym name
To the top, right up there
An honor at which our friends would stare
Ah how we played the game
With purpose and intent
How many times we pressed the starts
To shoot another dot
Copyright © Daniel Human | Year Posted 2014
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