I was six when they took me away
And I always regret the fact I said yes
Even when Valentine,
My sister,
The parson I love the most
Called me to come back to her
And said she love me forever,
I walked to the car
And drove to the launch
We were the wisest children on Earth
And I have been chosen to be the lonely one
"This is Ender Wiggin
He is the best in this launch
Don't mess with him
That's why you broke your arm, you stupid boy
Little boys have died in Battle School before"
That's what colonel Graf said
But he was wrong
I'm not a killer
I'm not Peter, my brother
In Battel School it's was me and a few more
Against Bernard and his gang
The French boy whose arm I broke
Bernard was a bully
Like Stilson
And like Peter, we were in the same room
But when eventually things got better
And I got a friend named Alai
I got promoted to the Salamander army
I hugged Alai and said that I don't want to go
So he kissed my cheek and whisper in my ear
"Salaam".
YOU ARE READING
Ender's game poem
Science Fiction.It's just some kind of poem I wrote about Ender's game and I hope you will like it ❤Credit to reynwrites on the cover of the book❤