Saloon Bar Super Heroes
A tribute to the devotees of Space Invaders
It’s not just imagination
that minds throughout the nation,
have been subtly invaded
by machines, which have persuaded,
even reasonable men,
that a few pounds worth of pleasure
can provide the kind of leisure,
which presents them with a challenge
to their skill.
This second generation of micro-chip-elation
are seducing fools,
of inane concentration and total fascination;
reducing all who pay and play
to sad saloon bar star-ship captains
whose Pyrrhic scores in phoney wars
cause insane wins to light up grins,
revealing joys in tempting toys
of futile fights.
Every night they dice with fate
and sublimate the will to hate
in raucous celebration of their own annihilation
by bouncing beams which in my dreams
engender screams for silence.
If any aliens are waiting,
and at this moment contemplating,
an attack upon the denizens of earth;
then I think it’s worth their noting
that the games we are promoting,
were not worth a trip of light years to observe.
©James Rainsford 2011
Note to readers: Posted in response to dVerse Poets invite to share a poem about comic heroes. I think this may fit the bill. Your comments are most welcome. Please click on the comments tab below to record your views.
Kind regards to all at dVerse Poets.