Some may have already seen this, but I thought the guys working hard on this mod might really appreciate where this poem is coming from. Anyway, I wrote this recently. Hope you enjoy it:
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The Remnant
We are the Remnant,
You and I.
Of days long gone,
Of times gone by.
We stride the servers,
Looking for a foe.
They leave too soon.
We are the last to go.
We dream of new glories,
We practice our skills.
We build new configs,
Striving for more kills.
We dream of new glories,
Yet to be revealed.
We wait for new epics,
On new battlefields.
Will we lose faith?
Never yet.
We fight on,
With our gaze well set.
One day we know,
Our work will be rewarded.
With a new game, new mechs,
Our dreams un-thwarted.
New servers will thrive!
Our foes multiplied!
But…
Until then,
We keep the faith.
Us, The Remnant,
The last to abate.
The Remnant (Part II)
My friend, we are The Remnant,
You and I.
The last, the proud,
Refusing to say die.
The Devs are long gone.
No word from above.
What of the future,
Of the game that we love.
We've been through it all,
Seen the highs, seen the lows.
We remain here, patient,
To see where it goes.
S&T says "Wait and See!",
Then closes the door.
When will it come?
We've been through this before.
And so we've no choice,
But to wait, to see what is new.
Meanwhile....
The Remnant fights on.
Me and you.
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