Luis the Beast
Bamidele Olatunbosun
Recently a boy thought he could defeat me at Wii Luis drove like a beast on Mario’s streets Fresh off of lunch, I had a bunch of time free I’d play him, allow him to savor the lead My character was Wario, his was Luigi He began to talk trash, stating he’d beat me, so bold I responded that he couldn’t beat the common cold. Not a swell thing to tell a kid with pre-B cell ALL It was fine, he was smiling I plugged in his IV We started on stage 3, Star Island I was finding this level far too requiring The coins I collected were no longer protected He was schooling me good; I was powerless to upset him I figured if he triumphed, it would be because I let him. My plan had been to lecture him, teach him a life lesson “Although you may lose, you have to stay proud” Yet I was the one being undone by a child Against a player with way more on his plate than games Me at 13 had no claim to complain He was enjoying destroying a man twice his age Time was slowly winding on my 20-minute break For those moments, our burdens took a backseat for both of us Me with no stethoscope Him without machines that beeped No feeds, no needs No beds, nor meds No fevers, no needles for IVs, CBCs Most importantly, no disease Only we playing Wii My 20-minute break grew to an hour-long escape He won, which was great, but wait there’s a catch No one beats me that easily; I want my rematch. |