All Hope Is Gone - A Gears of War Poem.
This place is ruined, Fighting is all we have known.
A world of war, a world that has long since fallen.
Sera is a cruel mistress, now we know.
We, the Gears, are the last line of defense in this hell.
We do our best to survive but THEY have other ideas.
Those monsters, those beasts.
Why are humans so intent on killing each other?
Maybe we could have lived to see our children grow.
Saws rip, hot rounds pierce and snipers take aim.
Empty shells litter the floor, with bodies i have never seen before.
How i long for the Era Of Silence, the calm and serenity.
Imulsion was all we wanted, all we needed, not this Nightmare.
A cartridge locks in the chamber and i freeze.
I crouching, hiding from the patrols.
I need backup, i cannot escape.
Now i know why they say; The lucky died on E-Day.