A+Brief+Poem+of+Myself

(Submitted to Random Autobiography Poem)

A Brief Poem of Myself It was a care-free time When my little brother and I would roam Across large green carpeted plateaus And explore the depths of the toy chest. Time ticked away.

Personal physics experiments Sent toy cars rolling Froze unfortunate Lego men Pelted wooden cities with marbles And caused at least 200 casualties Of balloon origin.

My little brother John Tethered me to my morals Kept me out of trouble And was my equal And inspiration.

Whole days Spent before the cold glow Emanated from a black monitor Eyes on the screen, Fingers on the keyboard, Ears in the headsets, All thought, In the game.

Education began. The social aspect of school was interesting. And I became an odd terminal, Of answers and questions, Of morals and encouragement, Of popularity and infamy.

Now I type a poem Of minor significance Of hardly idyllic subject Because it is mandatory, Unlike my others.