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The Ancient Mariner of the parliament square
Like the mariner he was, a scrawny, skin unfair
A loner with a glittering eyes, possibly a bit touched
A Clint Eastwood impersonator look, he seemed to bear

But a powerful speaker than professional speakers.
Urging  world to live a more Christian life cleaner
Lived and slept outside the parliament for a decade
In his hand holding, with broad thrust, a loudhailer.
 
Against Western groups killing thousands Iraqi people
He fought and spoke for 3,600 days like an eagle.
Of traffic, clock bangs and the hordes of visitors.
When Haw at his mouthpiece, all the voices disabled 

Haw had a remarkably insistent, irritating voice
And Mr. David Blunkett was irked and annoyed
Reacting to 2005 organized crime And Police Act
It was “using a maul  to crack a nut” to destroy. 

The More Brian noise caused with his loudhailer
The more MPS demanded  to remove the bother
But the word “Bother” sounded too weak
Compared to warmongering by Blaire & B-liars.

 With an Antipodean woman Haw shared war choirs
With his trademark cries of “ Tony B-liar, Tony B.I.A.R”
When another woman started up, public was grateful 
Sharp as seamstress’s needle was  Sheila’ s  crisp voice. 

Despite his Left-wing  favor,  he was a Right-wing figure
A man, standing up to the state, never thought to disfigure
Brian Haw had plenty more fuel  for all his protests
The war in Afghanistan and the war in Iraq to configure.

When Milosevic  was tried  at the Hague for war crimes
He said, “why not to try Blair and Bush’s Crimes?”
Like Coleridge’s haunted mariner: long, lank & brown
He had one vice: tobacco, he died of lung cancer prime.

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March 12, 2014
Dr. Ram Mehta
Form: Rubaiyat 
Contest: One Against Many by Joe Maverick

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