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Mister Rengerz here again …
Today I’d like to get your feedback on an amazing poem Allan wrote. He’s not just a masterful web designer – but a fantastic poet, too – an all around renaissance man.
Below is the poem he wrote as a lament about the brick character Ping that Anne Mai meets in the dungeon of the Ring Dragon. Within it’s beautiful prose is a heart searching for some validation from an often quiet and indifferent creator. Inspiring.
Ping’s Lament
Somewhere in a distant dream
a lifetime lived against the stream
I tried to calm each fearful scream
Years of sorrow passing by –
The others here before Anne Mai
I wept as I was forced to watch them die
To dry the tears of countless eyes
to banish the evil I despise
I gave my life in sacrifice
Now here I stand, dear maker-king
who made me and the dragon’s ring
Is there room in your home for Ping?
Enchanted brick of your design
who did the work of the divine –
Is the reward of Heaven mine?
From earth and clay I was wrought
born from my creator’s thought
a pawn in someone else’s plot?
I implore you, my soul momentarily revive
I need to know — did they survive?
Is my friend Anne Mai alive?
It breaks my heart to hear you when
you say Enchanted Bricks are not like Man
when I just want to see her smile again.
– Allan
