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Hammurabi Rides Reborn

Posted on | June 7, 2012 | 9 Comments

by Smitty

Hammurabi Rides Reborn

Hammurabi rides reborn,
(So-and-so’s a right blackguard!)
Though I’m not privy to facts,

In each personal regard.
The sudden onslaught of scorn,
Moves me to poetic wax.

As though by mere spoken word,
I could halt the lame attacks,
That email and tweet adorn.

Historical knives in backs,
Are unstabbed as sound’s unheard.
Easier, new flesh is torn,

Than everyone just relax,
In forgiveness be reborn,
And swallow pride gone hard.

Or not. Let’s for past wrongs mourn,
And continue eyeless acts,
Toothless allegations heard,

Useless vows of vengeance sworn,
By adults? So untoward,
Serving only strength to tax.

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9 Responses to “Hammurabi Rides Reborn”

  1. ThePaganTemple
    June 7th, 2012 @ 10:07 pm

    Aaaarrrggghhh so now yer a poet ere ye? Well, ye need to come on board and entertain me maties, there be times when weeks go by out to sea with nary a decent diversion.

  2. richard mcenroe
    June 7th, 2012 @ 10:23 pm

    You said “blackguard”! That’s  a rightwing CODE WORD! U B RAAAAAACIST!

  3. Adobe_Walls
    June 7th, 2012 @ 10:35 pm

    Can you do that accompanied by pipes? Well done.

  4. smitty
    June 7th, 2012 @ 10:45 pm

    Interestingly enough, I was taken by the wildly irregular rhyme schemes of Piobaireachd, and thought: What if you wrote a poem like a braid?

  5. Plemmen55
    June 7th, 2012 @ 10:54 pm

    The Celts and the Gailes were all warrior poets. Especially after a half litre of Uisce beatha.

  6. PaulLemmen
    June 7th, 2012 @ 10:57 pm

    The Celts and the Gailes were all warrior poets. Especially after a half litre of Uisce beatha.  (It helps to sign in)

  7. smitty
    June 7th, 2012 @ 11:22 pm

    Admittedly, I’m rather dry these days.

  8. Shawn Gillogly
    June 8th, 2012 @ 6:52 am

     Blackguard is a fine word. Makes me want to look for me eye-patch.

  9. ThePaganTemple
    June 8th, 2012 @ 8:33 am

    Aaaarrrggghhh the poem is jest a mite too long, matie, let’s brake ‘er down some.

    Hammurrabi rides privy
    Personal scorn
    Flesh is torn
    Just relax
    Swallow pride gone hard
    Continue toothless
    Serving strength

    There now I think we all got the jist of it, yer a poet and now ye know it.