I'm working on a new Battletech campaign for the local folks at the FLGS for the coming summer. I gave them this poem for them to figure out some details before I reveal everything to them. Of course, it isn't very cryptic. I thought some here might enjoy it. It is AI generated with my prompts. Whatever that means.
In Second Succession War, 'twas battle grim,
Where war machines, the BattleMechs did reign,
On fields of conflict, leaders acted dim,
In indecision, recklessness, inane.
The Star League's tech, forever lost in flame,
As MechWarriors fought on, heedless and wild,
Ignoring Ares, rules of war, all the same,
And planets, terraformed, destroyed and defiled.
The innocents, caught in the war's cruel throes,
Did suffer much, in death and devastation,
Their homes destroyed, their lives turned to woes,
A tragic toll, on this war's conflagration.
Oh, how the BattleMechs did rage and roar,
Their pilots, daring, skilled, and full of might,
But what a cost, in blood and tears, and more,
A legacy of sorrow, lasting, in sight.
So let us not forget, this bitter past,
Of war and loss, of technology's fall,
May we learn well, and never repeat the last,
And build anew, a future for us all.
Enjoy!