Literature
Minecraft - A Poem
My destiny has always been mine to craft.
I began here alone
in this quiet cubic wilderness,
where I built tools
and tools built dreams.
Unlike the content cows
and the primitive pixelated pigmen,
I must make more of myself
and carve castles from these caves
I dug a tiny little hole,
a Notch inside the massive earth,
in six long days of digging
I had enough material for my masterpiece.
I built cobblestone ramparts
and glass minarets
that stretch up to the square sun,
overlooking the lava moat.
I conquered the land
surrounding my kingdom.
The animals have all been tamed,
and the creepers, systematically exterminated.
While wandering past
