A/N: I'm a poetry kind of person. I love poems and I love Minecraft. Cross those and you get a Minecraft poem - so here you are.
One thing that has always fascinated me about Minecraft is the way that darkness brings monsters. As a child, I was convinced that monsters appeared in dark places - and once I found Minecraft, I realized that my childhood fear was a reality in the game. Except it was more exhilarating than scary, to be honest. One of my favorite aspects of the game is fighting against monsters.
Peaceful mode is for wimps! T_T
The Great Square comes, the Great Square goes.
And where it comes from, no one knows.
The wondrous Square with golden beam,
The Rectangle with silver gleam,
The symbols of the Day and Night,
And Dusk and Dawn and Morning Light.
But one thing's constant, all year round:
There's Darkness when the Sun goes down.
The Darkness is the strangest thing,
Entirely enveloping.
The Moon dilutes the Darkness, true-
But still, they spawn.
They come for you.
Oh, when the Square has fully gone,
And silver Moon is coming on,
The Darkness shrouds the hapless land,
And all defenses will disband.
The Terror of the night is real.
The Darkness stifles all surreal.
You'd best be safe— for if you're not,
The Darkness drives you to the spot.
You may be brave, and stalwart too-
But still, they spawn.
They come for you.
The deathless mob with rotting face,
The bony warriors that give chase,
The arthropods that yield their string,
And worst of all— the creeper-thing.
It makes no noise while skulking near,
Approaching nigh with naught to hear,
And when you hear the hissing sound,
It is too late to turn around.
With armor, you may fight anew;
But still, they spawn.
They come for you.
The fear of darkness maybe fades,
As slightly as the dark's gray shades,
It may appear to go quite sweetly—
But it will never leave completely.
As old or young as you may be,
The fear of tenebrosity
Will always form a dormant clone
Until you're out and all alone.
And then the fear comes out to play—
The mobs are lurking through the way.
You may have swords and armor, true-
But still they spawn.
They come for you.
A couple zombies you can kill.
Some skeletons are no big deal.
You easily kill arthropods
Without the help of any mods.
But creepers are alive to see,
Because you'd rather turn and flee
Than risk explosions fatally.
However, in the dark, you see,
A huge wave of hostility
Can come upon you just like that.
It's danger-filled, and that is that.
The message rises like the sun—
When it gets dark, you'd better run.
The bravest heroes know it's true—
The mobs? They spawn.
They come
for
you.
A/N: There's more where that came from. Feedback is welcome.