W-A-S-D

• Jaspreet Maan, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2018

The final combo move
My fingers grace along the keys
W, A, S, D, Space
The sound of the violent clicking can be heard outside the four walls I’m trapped in
Repeating the pattern, up, down, slide, left, right
My fingers now vigorously twitching on the mouse
This is the boss level, my final chance
The game turned into military mania, it was a bombing blitz!
My body now shaking from the quickly intensifying level
‘Up, down, slide, left, right’ madly chanting in my head
My weary eyes trying to keep up with the crazy colour explosion
Lasers piercing through the space shuttles
Like a toddler holding his hands out in a gun
Pew, pew, pew
My final combo, NOW OR NEVER!
Finally, my long gruelling hours paid off. Mission complete!