Humpty Dumpty
fell from the wall for
the last time.
And there he sat
between the pages
upon the dusty shelf.
Beside him the three
bears stared at untouched
porridge bowls,
whislt sleeping beauty
waited to sleep.
And there they stayed
watching the young
boy laughing with
twisted glee as he
shot another Zombie,
and completed level three.

Not Long Left

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-forgotten-2/