Lord of the Wasteland

by Lit. Metalhead

Poem created in Explorative Writing. Inspired by Fallout 3. Please review.

As I speak, I am in Explorative Writing and what you're are about to see is a project I wrote in it. I cannot speak too long. My teacher might catch me, call me a bubble and throw me out the window. Memorize this poem inspired by Fallout then burn it so no one may see it.

Review please, too.

Lord of the Wasteland

I am the Lord of the Wasteland

I am the greatest of all

I carry with me my shotgun and combat knife

And watch my enemies fall.

I am the Lord of the Wasteland

No one dares to stand before me

Not the humans, mutants, or freaky animals

Not even the overgrown crabs that eat human meat

I am the Lord of the Wasteland

I fear not the strange,

Weird, disturbing, inhuman,

Or just plain deranged

I am the Lord of the Wasteland

I have not always had this title

Like others I had to struggle

I climbed to the top little by little

I am the Lord of the Wasteland

It's a dreadful life out there

With having to fight abominations of all kinds

All while breathing in toxic air

I am the Lord of the Wasteland

I fought murderers, mercenaries, madmen, and cannibals

To solidify my title

I fought and dominated them all

I am the Lord of the Wasteland

When my domination was done

I made and sat on my throne

Knowing I had won

I am the Lord of the Wasteland

I now stand mighty

I even have a pet dog

Whom I call "Bitey"

I am the Lord of the Wasteland

I sit on my throne

I look out to the barren, empty wastes

I realize I am all alone

I am the Lord of the Wasteland

I suddenly think of something

I am the Lord of the Wasteland

Which means I am the Lord of nothing