Aexetastos Bios

In the agora or out on the street Wherever public figures he did meet In conversation he loved to engage Only to find his questions would enrage He chipped and chipped at their exterior Their words hollow with no interior His young disciples would heartily laugh At his victims' unease and ev'ry gaffe Good Socrates'deft manner quizzical Drove them to plot a bitter reprisal His daemon urged him to expose deceit His mission became to puncture conceit Fake news his furious foes spread about And brought him to court his campaign to rout Charged with corrupting Athenian youth In defence he spoke nothing but the truth They turned a deaf ear and they paid no heed So inflamed were they by this irksome deed The verdict of guilty came as no shock His sentence-to die by drinking hemlock They hoped he would flee his condemnation He chose to keep the laws of his nation To the shame of Athens,he preferred death Affirming his content with his last breath In his drinking of the draught down,they saw How much he honoured the virtue of law.