Raigeki
He's quiet and somber this turn,
Placing his cards deliberately and silently
I don't dare provoke him, so all I do, all I can do,
Is play my monsters in facedown defense
And in a flash, he whips out his razor-sharp wit again,
His Raigeki---destroying yet again the wall I've built to protect myself
Then he plays one of his own monsters facedown,
So that I can only guess what he might be thinking.
Inscrutable, obstinate, and stubborn he is tonight,
Diligently sticking to the game-ending plan he laid earlier
One turn after Fiber Jar, his Harpie's Feather Duster swept over my field,
Destroying Traps, Spells, and my hopes and dreams of a different, better life
It was not Torrential Tributes of tears that fell from my eyes,
Nor was it a Threatening Roar of mine that made him defensive
He just chose to be obstinate, unhearing, unseeing, uncaring,
And tonight, he's acting just the same way, playing as if he could care less about me.
I play my harmless Mystical Elf, and attack his facedown just out of curiosity,
And surprise, surprise, it's his Magician of Faith, bringing back Raigeki
I know he's going to use it next turn again, to knock down my monsters again,
And to remove any more hopes I ever had of us being us again
So before he can cast more of my monsters and hopes to the graveyard,
I resign to draw, and end my turn without so much as a facedown card
I watch the shock and hurt in his eyes quickly replace itself with his facade again,
And he plays another facedown monster, looking strangely at me
My trusty deck is not failing me, as most might think;
I think he's seeing that I am just as good an opponent as last time he faced me
He's hiding his pain well, but I see it a split-second before,
And I know now that his destructive gameplay is all a big fat act
Raigeki, Raigeki, Raigeki, trying desperately to sweep away my words
Before they can remind him of what used to be and should be between us