Enders Game

• Jack Dempsey, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2013

When it comes into our world’s fate,
We will go against the odds to prevail,
Even if it’s a young child of eight,
Who shall defeat the buggers and unveil,
The truth behind our fear, of the vast unknown,
And other beings that be out there,
For we want to survive and live alone,
All of it brought the child a nightmare,
His inconceivable action of murder,
Was an event that could not make him proud,
His friends never deemed him a blood shedder,
Now it is all done and he has vowed,
Never to kill in his vicinity,
To create a utopia of peace,
To embrace a race with affinity,
And hope the bloodshed and fear will cease.
(Based on the book by Orson Scott Card.)