Ivor Kos Poet Verse

Incorrigible Sinner

His name fills us with fright;
We won't forget his crime;
We can't forgive him this time;
We distrust him day and night.

We view him with disgust
We hold him in contempt
He did something unjust.
He quartered a bee.

Incorrigible sinner!
His hunger does not move us;
May his body grow thinner!
He quartered a bee.

What this man did is not fair;
This libidinous blackguard
deserves the electric chair.
He quartered a bee.

Childish, menefreghista,
and conceited. It irks us
that such a maggot exists.
He quartered a bee.

We well knew: If he carvest
a bee, he will not be free.
He could've been smartest.
He quartered a bee.

He's not the person you want to be.
He quartered a bee.

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Richard Lamoureux May 15, 2014 at 8:40 AM Marvelous piece, what an interesting way to express this idea. I also really enjoyed reading all of the comments.

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser May 9, 2014 at 7:07 AM wohow.. this one a splendid write... this style is new to me..... thumbs up with the flow,,,, :), olive eloisa

Sam Toil May 7, 2014 at 3:54 PM Ivo, I read your vivid poem and I am reminded of the movie "Natural Born Killers". It is a story of vicious unrepentant murderers. Did you ever see it? If not, find it and watch it and see if it reminds you of your wonderful poem. Your poem of course is much more succinct and eloquent. I so enjoyed it! Peace...Sam

Paul Callus May 7, 2014 at 1:23 PM Hi Ivo! This style of writing is so very interesting; you've made good use of it lately.....I would call it Ivorian. // By the way, did my bird get it right....is somebody entitled to a Happy Birthday, today?!!! Auguri!! // paul

Richard Palmer May 7, 2014 at 9:43 AM we need to start taking care of the little things in life,it will make a lot of difference,,,wonderful write Ivo

Connie Marcum Wong May 7, 2014 at 2:07 AM I can identify, but sometimes what will be will be. I was at the spa pool one day and saved a bee from drowning. As it was drying its wings it slowly crawled away and someone came out of the gym and stepped on it. I just said, oh noooo! Your poem brought back that memory of just a little bee with bad luck.

Andrea Dietrich May 6, 2014 at 6:07 PM hahaha who the heck is this incorrigible sinner? I used to sit in my tiny swimming pool and splash water up at the bees to try to drown them. guess we know where I am going when I die!! Hey, thanks for your comment today, Ivo!! I sure have fun reading your poems.