Oh good Halo lord,
How they tire!
I would create hard gore,
If I filled my desire.
What’s wrong you with you,
My fellow friends?
Is that the best you can do,
There, on your end?
Yes, Halo Infinite
Can be ironic.
Content is finite
And quite caotic.
But let’s take a breather,
And think as follow:
It’s not easy either
For devs to swallow.
Life can be difficult
For gamers and creators.
The sentiment is mutual,
Enough with the haters!
Halo is not this.
It’s more than a game!
A time of bliss
And fun just the same!
We all seek
Moments of prime.
Let us click
That fire inside!
We also lost
Friends and family.
That shouldn’t cost
Our heart so freely.
The kid in you
Would go nuts,
With this Halo stew
You’re allowed to touch.
As for the devs,
Try to be kinder.
It’s not in their affairs
To be bitter.
I can only hope
That we can rest
As soon as we cope
With this difficult test.
Remember the future
Is still glowing a smile.
Halo will be cuter
And become our exile!
But that won’t happen
In a day or night.
We cannot abandon
The best at their plight.
Catarina Ferreira
26th July 2022
