Best Socrates Poems
Dramatic prose for the pompous asses
I throw my Platos at you
If you come any closer
I will Socrates you right in the nose
Demands, demands!!!! The clowns now have demands?
I say, rise up oh poets of the infinite dot universe
Proclaim the revolution a new
Justify our fight with words wrapped in doo doo
When I see a condescending donkey trip on his verbatim
I laughs cause I know he will fall into Satan's den
I am at eleven, usually a sober man
I carry my saber high and shout "Ekphrasis I don’t give a bloody damn"
Infinite ............................ Universe
The Death Of Socrates
What reasoning has brought you to this place
where death destroys your gift of sanctity?
Before the fall of night, and in disgrace
yes, all those hating you, shall make it be;
they'll label you confused right to your end
corrupter of all teachers of the truth
convincing all the world, you have no friend,
and die for untold sins against our youth.
Your good and bad has brought you to despair;
all indecisiveness in what you think,
the crown upon your head, where once was hair
outshines the goblet from which you now drink.
How can you bear the hemlock in such style,
almost as if the world can see you smile?
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet
There was a man named Freddie
he'd beat is wife ever steady
a self centered drunk
he was a scum and a skunk
the judge made sure his cell was ready
Ignorance is dark
knowledge opens up our eyes
Socrates was right
An eloquent stutterer he was,
whose anecdotes were luscious and true
he lived in the days of aesthetics,
but had no comeliness in size or stature;
His teachings were unadulterated and void of fallacy
Ipso facto he was condemned to the gallows,
he tasted of the legendary hemlock potion
And died before he lived.
Socrates
Would ask big questions as he pleased.
But when he was told to die,
It was his students who asked him why.
He towers mightily over the people
his claims were healing the mentally ill.
To stay in his temple would cure all
they believed him still.
Hippocrates called it the Sacred Disease.
Claiming epilepsy was a physiological syndrome
soon doctors and scientists world wide,
reasoned that crazy people were sick and kept alone.
Socrates had hallucinations type A
a voice would come and advised him what not to do.
His followers were in awe of this phenomenon,
the latter ones thought he was slightly cuckoo.
The vision I see is of a large man,
Ability to fall at any one time.
With hand to ear listening to voices
Acting out a mime.
Penned 22 August 2015.
The Death Of Socrates
What reasoning has brought you to this place
where death destroys your gift of sanctity?
Before the fall of night, and in disgrace
yes, all those hating you, shall make it be;
they'll label you confused right to your end
corrupter of all teachers of the truth
convincing all the world, you have no friend,
and die for untold sins against our youth.
Your good and bad has brought you to despair;
all indecisiveness in what you think,
the crown upon your head, where once was hair
outshines the goblet from which you now drink.
How dare you bear the hemlock in such style,
whilst we can't even guess, what of you smile?
© ron wilson arbuthnot
aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet
The Death Of Socrates
What reasoning has brought you to this place
where death destroys your gift of sanctity?
Before the fall of night, and in disgrace
yes, all those hating you, shall make it be;
they'll label you confused right to your end
corrupter of all teachers of the truth
convincing all the world, you have no friend,
and die for untold sins against our youth.
Your good and bad has brought you to despair;
all indecisiveness in what you think,
the crown upon your head, where once was hair
outshines the goblet from which you now drink.
How can you bear the hemlock in such style,
almost as if the world can see you smile?
THE FALL OF ATHENS
Let all the wrath, unmercifully divine,
we have to muster, lead us in our quest,
and bring Athenian rule to be in line,
as sure the gods provide they fail the test,
all in our time, for Lacedaemon rules,
have we not made of man the equal to
the sight of death, upon the plights of fools
resisting all the means that we can do?
Their setting sun has risen in the east,
before the dark, those left will have to burn,
their knowledge is their fat, and only feast,
for all they know, they've yet to ever learn!
Now let the blood to flow down from the hill,
as if the flood has come and made the kill.
© ron wilson aka veebdosa the doylestown poet
The hemlock grove keeps haunting
trembles dare fade away
"Crito, we owe a cock to Asclepius.
Please, don't forget to pay the debt"
Those thou teach have greater reach
to poison of the day
these needles vein in vain
diepan, water fogs__
no holding off the pain
no holding out the pain
Now I know how he got his name....
He can put an electric dryer to shame!
Dryers eats socks,
Socrates does pilfer....
I wonder what happens,
If I send him a bill 'fer
All my missing socks....
Would he sock me one?
I wonder if sage Socrates
opined today
And said listen good people to
what I have to say
Where would those people who
are paid just to spin
Fit this sage controversial free
thinker in
Or if Jesus Christ happened to
show up unannounced
And gently our greed and our
hubris renounced
Would we be like doubting
Thomas of old
And need to see for ourselves
the scars and nail holes
The owl of Minerva flies only at
dawn
But the curtain of doubt has
been long since drawn
By Cyberspace knowledge that
frowns on reflection
Sadly rendering so many with
more answers than questions
If the unexamined life becomes
the standard of living
And free thinkers pose
questions to a world less
forgiving
Who's left to take sides in the
age old debate
Is it necessary to deny
knowledge to leave room for
faith.
S - Sage,
O - Outstanding
C - Cosmopolitan,
R - Reason's
A - Apotheosis,
T - Transcendental
E - Euphoric
S - Spirit. *
© Demetrios Trifiatis
13 December 2019
* Socrates, Greek moral philosopher, teacher of Plato ,born in Athens in 469 BC , died in Athens in 399 BC.
Here three of his famous sayings:
a) I know one thing that I know nothing.
b) There is one good-knowledge and one evil -ignorance.
c) The unexamined life is not worth living.
Calm and candid in sagely guise,
A free man bold who paid truth's price;
Name forged vivid among the wise,
Did query cold, clear thought surprise;
Instruct the wit as questions hurl,
Demand the truth as logic frames.
See reason fit what thinking swirls,
Obsess clear proof beyond mind games;
Choice dares forfeit all without fear,
Reach a sure feel for love of truth;
Ask blind conceit to answer here,
Trust instinct feel with solid groove;
Escape not then what conflicts trace,
Sense surely when fate confronts face.
Leon Enriquez
29 April 2015
Singapore
What killed Socrates.
a weed or Aristophanes?
What caused an end so dire?
The law or just satire?
The cries of ignorant crowds.
or something in 'The Clouds'?