Poem for Gamers

Gamers Defined​

We are the outcasts
We are the tech-heads
We are the ones who see the world in our way … the dangerous way
Not part of the pack
We have seen horrors that would normally give people nightmares
But we just shrug it off
We have died and died … but we still get back up, our blood spilling for eternity
Level by level we gain experience
Our real world selves are just a fraction of what we are actually capable of


We are the drivers who their wreck cars in minutes
We are the warriors who fight relentlessly until their HP drops to 0
Weapon by weapon we use to keep ourselves alive for that extra few seconds
We are the ones who can go it solo and still make it out alive, unlike the team players
We are the ones who find their way around the barriers that were impassable years beforehand
Our creative and unique styles have been our gateways to the final boss fight


The worlds that are generated are our kingdoms
The arenas that were made for us are in continuous use everyday, our loadouts ready for ranged combat.
We modify our worlds to make them ready for a new type of combat … our combat … in our worlds.
Some of us became famous doing the things we loved
And we salute them since we are all headed there


Some say that we are addicted to the screen and that we have mental issues
But we are not like that
We play since it is our sport … our passion
Like football or soccer, the blood of the world
We can be competitive like the players of them sports
But they say it is not a sport
So then we stay in for hours breaking world records while they can’t get their heads around the controls


We are Rivals
We are Enemies
We are Friends
We are a new kind of person
We are Gamers


By WG101