Wednesday, February 15, 2017

2 poems by 2 poets





liberty

by brig.gen. percival t sternwall




who are they with soul so dead
that blood does not rush to their head
when contemplating liberty
and heroes who strive to keep us free?

o tyrant, tremble on your throne
at midnight you are all alone
the deeds are fierce, the words are soft
of those who hold truth’s flag aloft

liberty! liberty! how sweet thy name!
how great, how great their shame
who will not take up arms
to resist the despot’s charms

and drive tyranny from its lair
and make the whole world fair
and freedom’s heavenly notes resound
the whole world round!







john

by chuck leary



john was just a guy
and he lived in just a town
on just a planet
that was neither up nor down

john liked jelly doughnuts
and caressed them with his touch
and he also liked cheeseburgers
but not nearly as much

john watched television
all day and all night
his favorite shows were perry mason
and the price is right

his mom lived in the basement
and his dad lived in the attic
they argued about religion
but all john heard was static

his brothers all liked batman
but john liked superman
his favorite singer was dolly parton
he was her most committed fan

you may ask what was john’s purpose
and what was his life’s task
and those are good questions
but who are we to ask?



1 comment:

nooshin azadi said...

the two ends of a spectrum...