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O' Forgive me Lord; for I have so sinned
I put my rubbish; in my neighbours' bin
It wasn’t like there wasn’t, enough room
But did she have to hit me with a broom
With the neighbours gathered for a laugh
In fact; in the end there was quite a cast
After that whack I was amazed I survived
It was not long; before the police arrived
As police took statements, in their scores
Delving through the rubbish; is this yours
Holding high a plastic bag, knotted neatly
Yes, I am afraid it is, I replied; so sweetly
With evidence bagged, I then taken away
Charged; up in court that making my day
I was named and shamed with a £100 fine
Where community service, I was assigned
Alas, I'm picking rubbish, up off the street
And never again my sins will I ever repeat
So after that, I was clever, knew the score
With no one looking, shat outside her door
I heard her screams and, smiled in content
Lessons learned, revenge was heaven sent
Indiana Shaw . . . : )
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Indiana Shaw Poem
GILGAMESH . . .
Story has it you used your power to run amuck
Putting fear into the people, and brides in Unuk
So the people of Unuk pray to the sky God Anu
To sort out Gilgamesh, without any further ado
Send us something to sort out that raging mutt
Who just wants our brides and likes to kick butt
Enters; poor, Enkidu, who was, a man of nature
Created; by the Goddess Aruru, for their favour
A man of innocence, who ate grass with gazelles
That; itself should, have been, ringing your bells
News of Enikdu; reached Gilgamesh, who swore
What Eniku needed was no better than a whore
To calm his beastly nature & make Enikdu a man
Such a shame really; it’s here his downfall began
Because once Enikdu laid his soul to this woman
His pet gazelles; were no longer to him a coming
Enikdu really had no choice but to leave for Uruk
Where after, the rest of his life, became unstuck
News; was out Gilgamesh wanted the next bride
But: what Gilgamesh needed was some bromide
Qualm his bad urge for other men’s, to be wives
Enikdu; on hearing this his temper began to rise
He sets off to challenge Gilgamesh bring to book
A man; whose women’s virginity, so, rudely took
Enikdu met Gilgamesh; at the bride's to be, door
Fights with Gilgamesh, ‘til he could fight no more
Gilgamesh; tosses him, liken, to a young bull calf
With this Enikdu becomes Gilgamesh’s other half
Part Two - Gilgamesh's Quest
Gilgamesh had many visions, on his own destiny
To overthrow the King of the cedar trees, legacy
To place his name; in the hall of fame, then gain
To knock Humbaba off his throne, he was a pain
Humbaba was going to be no easy task for sure
A huge brute of a man whom as knew the score
But: Gilgamesh, and sidekick Enikdu, were ready
Taking Gilgamesh sisters so as to act as bevvies
Then just for good measure prayed to Shamash
Who owned; the lands, of the cedar trees cache
Weapons weighted they were hilted up to galore
Entered into the cedar forest, via, the back door
With; strength and wisdom; Humbaba was felled
But; to tell his sad tale, Humbaba was compelled
Gilgamesh; could not help, but; feel compassion
Poor Humbaba; who had taken such a thrashing
For reasons unknown; Enkidu decided to kill him
Gilgamesh follows; without a thought, of bad Jin
Shame Humbaba was a nice guy underneath it all
Would be happy to serve Gilgamesh, as protocol
As the cedars trees shook to hear of such death
Enlil God of the mountains was more than bereft
Curses both Gilgamesh and Enikdu as to their err
Though Gilgamesh; and Enikdu not fully as aware
Part Three - Gilgamesh Returns Home
Gilgamesh; returns home, now so more the hero
Ishtar: weird woman; sees him as Robert de Niro
Requests his hand in marriage, but: alas, no avail
Gilgamesh refuses her; then, went out on the ale
Tut; there is nowt worse; than a woman scorned
As poor Gilgamesh should have been forewarned
Ishtar; flies up to heaven to give it, some groans
Never such an insulting lad, to her Da she moans
Give me the Bull of heaven; to teach him a lesson
Against that Gilgamesh, it will be my best weapon
Ishtar wish was granted, as off with the bull went
And into the city Unuk the daft bull was then sent
The daft bull in Uruk not half wreaked some havoc
When it erred as on the side of being a bit savage
Riles Enikdu into action; who as quickly has a plan
Grabs the bull by the tail as he had a strong hand
Gilgamesh as by its horns then stabs it in the nape
The bull dies on account it had no means of escape
Gigamesh; hands its heart, on a plate, to Shamash
Tired from their endeavours; both decided to crash
Enikdu awakens from a really bad dream not happy
Everyone wants him dead, and as in pretty snappy
Enikdu laments then curses the harlot as to no end
As to, Enikdu; no real happiness, did she ever send
But: then his curses he did revoke, as feared death
Still, twelve days on Enikdu breathed his last breath
Gilgamesh's Quest For Eternal Life . . .
Gilgamesh lamented as only one's brother could do
Grief-stricken, and for in his heart, a cold wind blew
Enters on a journey; to find Utnapishtim, the father
To everlasting life he now as wants to seek a lawyer
The lawyer was a man-scorpion, riled fear in others
Come Gilgamesh; for you are of such a Godbrother
12 miles of darkness; to travel, to get ones answer
To rid yourself, from this Enikdu’s, lamented cancer
Gilgamesh in his grief; says, he is up to the mission
Then the man-scorpion lawyer gives him permission
To enter the gates of Mashu; a range of mountains
The land of the Gods; who lived, in their thousands
Shamash; greeting Gilgamesh in somewhat, dismay
For Gilgamesh; prayers to live forever is one of Nay’
Says seek Siduri, &, Utnapishtim son of Ubara Tutu
Urshanabi the ferryman, you must as stick like glue
Gilgamesh; meets Utnapishtim now wants the truth
Who was nothing less; of a Noah, back in his youth
Sets Gilgamesh a test, sleep not 6 days or 7 nights
But; Gilgamesh, fell asleep on the first-night, alright
Utnapishtim, sends him home, with a flea, in his ear
But; not before departing with some advice so dear
As to find a plant in deep waters, which restores life
With that information, Gilgamesh, was, like, O’ right
Finding a plant was one thing, but; losing it another
Gilgamesh; as fell foul, to a wily serpent, O’ brother
His quest up; traveling on with Urshanabi over-land
Arrives, at the city Uruk feeling less than a man can
Where he engraves the whole story onto clay rocks
A poem, about life and death; and, how it all, sucks
O’ yeah, poor old Gilgamesh died never to rise again
But: ‘cause of his epic poem, forever he found fame
The Sumerian epic; dates back as far as 4.500 years
So; it is only fair that Gilgamesh, earns some cheers
To have given us, such an epic poem we can all read
Historians assure us; that we can more than agreed
As from Gilgamesh; he has so much in which to lend
Then, at last, my own flamin' epic of a poem can end
Indiana Shaw . . . : /
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KING CYRUS THE GREAT
So; here comes the story of that King Cyrus the Great
Whose history for some of us is still well up for debate
But; it’s such a darn good story, it well deserves a rate
King Cyrus born 601 BC, to give us all a historical date
Under some weird strange circumstances, one may say
Because; his grandpa had a prediction one strange day
Where he sees, the now King Cyrus, rise up against him
Poor old Cyrus, a child yet to be born, was now bad jinn
So the old grandpa; Astyages, in fear hatches up a plan
And orders Mandane' his pregnant daughter off his land
And gives Harpagus instructions to kill the child at birth
Who in his distaste, or laziness, was not, to full of mirth
So passing the task onto shepherd Mithradates, no less
Who passes, his own stillborn, onto Astyages in distress
Mithradates; then rears, the young Cyrus up as his own
As to everyone else; the secret kept to others unknown
That was until a King is King no matter what Cyrus rose
10 years old, a nobleman son, in a game did he oppose
This was just unknown for a mere shepherd’s son to do
Cyrus Dad, Mithradates, was called, with no further ado
Who as confesses; to the changeover, of Cyrus at birth
Which rages King Astyages into doing something worse
Young Cyrus was sent home to be with his true parents
Whilst on poor Harpagus; revenge was as now hell sent
King Astyages had Harpagus son killed and then cooked
Then; unknowing to Harpagus fed, to bring him to book
The only good thing this story is supposed to be a myth
Revenge is sort later, as with Astyages’s last deadly kiss
So Astyahes; had Harpagus lead against Cyrus's troops
Harpagus as defected, another of Astyahes, little boops
Cyrus; as predicted, rose up against Astyages, and won
But being a strange one, King Cyrus was yet to be done
Spares his old grandpa and shook hands than slaughter
We are friends, and then promptly married his daughter
Which means in effect; he married, one of his own aunts
By doing so the King Cyrus, is more than a smarty pants
With all kingdoms owned, Cyrus, owned some prime lots
But was King Cyrus, ever really happy with all he has got
As Babylonia here really deserves a well worthy mention
As to religious divides were never his malicious intention
Even allowed the Jews to go home and build their temple
Then showing religious intolerance with his own example
If there was ever a myth, then this had to be the greatest
Those Jews surely deserved a BAFTA, as I heard the latest
As didn’t they turn up with a scroll, & say Cyrus look here
Was written 170 years ago, and look, your name appears
After all you have done, it was all by our God’s command
You were nuffin’, but his tool, I hope you can understand
Anything to take the all creds from old King Cyrus himself
Who built his empire on his own credit, as his own stealth
Cyrus in his worth had created as something on this earth
That far excessed God, than his jumped up plans of mirth
He created the as garden of Paradise in his own backyard
Did well by all accounts, it on God it must have been hard
As his Garden of Eden fell apart before it even got started
It must have left God, a mere more than down heartened
Decided to put a claim on Pasargadae, as if, his own work
By getting it added into his storyline by some Jewish clerk
Cyrus. ruled the biggest empire, ever known in the world
And to all religions under his rule were happy to preserve
He also wanted control of Egypt, but we will never know
As Cyrus died, so his quest for Egypt, became a no show
Indiana Shaw . . . : )
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