IF ever I had a country - LXX
LXX
IF ever I had a country a constant prey to another marauding Bully
And if ever by some impardonable mistake I were the intrepid Defence Secretary
I'd not scratch my bald pate devising peaceful ways of turning the cheek with
love brotherhood and humanity to appease the Enemy
I'd simply round up the true villains every secret agent every police chief
politician all their colleagues - what d'ya think - the President y compris manu militari
Every media baron newspaper and tv editor-in-chief these that kept quiet about
the activities of the secret services every Lodge Master of Free-Masonry
And have them lined-up on the frontiers as canon-fodder while force-marching
them barefoot without ID papers into the jaws of the Bully's iniquity
That is, if ever I were even by error the intrepid Defence Secretary with no
notion of poetry
And even if I never ever had no country prey to a Bully in reality
© T. Wignesan - Paris, Octobre 9, 2018
Categories:
impardonable, anti bullying, irony, leadership,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
IF ever I had a country : L - LI
L
IF ever I had even in my dreams a country
And if ever I dreamt I were the Minister of Defence
I'd order every single soldier airman sailor or M.P. not to take offence
At the guns cannons missiles rockets depth-charges torpedoes or crackers across the fence
Aimed at US by other soldiers airmen sailors and M.P.s unaware of comeuppance
Lest the word get around in our background I was talking nonsense
That is, if ever I dreamt I were the Minister of Defence
And even if I never ever had in my dreams no imaginary country
LI
IF ever I had even in my dreams a country
And if ever I dreamt I were the Defence Secretary
I'd make it an impardonable offence for every soldier airman sailor or M.P. I embody
To think that right across the fence every soldier airman sailor or M.P. was not my enemy
And I'd fire every last soldier airman sailor or M.P. on or off-duty
Who did not fire his machine-gun cannon missile rocket torpedo at every Tom Dick or Harry
That is, if ever I dreamt I were the Defence Secretary
And even if I never ever had even in my dreams no country
© T. Wignesan - Paris, August 9, 2018
Categories:
impardonable, fantasy, hilarious, irony, nonsense,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
COPLA 105 RESOLUTION : This Bad Guy World
The revolt of the Persecuted
Against all forms of authority :
Justifiable
The Meek turn the cheek humiliated
Should father let destroy his family :
Impardonable
How long may the Untouchable
Be trampled by caste consciousness :
Three thousand years
Skin colour nose bridge haïr disable
Suffering billions from human kindness :
Go pray in tears
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Categories:
impardonable, conflict, racism, violence, ,
Form: Dramatic Monologue