Socrates' Self Heart Breaks
I've Had Enough!
F@#% You,
And Your
F@#%ing Hemlock,
Mother-F@#%ers!!!!
Your Rules Are STUPID!
I'm Gonna' Live!
(And Pardon My Greek.)
-Gray Squirrel
11-06-2025
Swindlers and charlatans
strut the world’s stage
Decent folk beat a hasty retreat
‘tis the era’s outrage
All I know is that I know something,
though I agree, it ain't all that much.
But those like Socrates who say all that they know is nothing
seem to me to be completely out of touch.
In the agora or out on the street
Wherever public figures I did meet
In conversation I loved to engage
Only to find my questions would enrage
I chipped and chipped at their exterior
Their words hollow with no interior
My young disciples would heartily laugh
At my victims' unease and ev'ry gaffe
My deft manner of the question quizzical
Drove them to plot a bitter reprisal
My daemon urged me to expose deceit
My mission became to puncture conceit
Fake news my furious foes spread about
And brought me to court my campaign to rout
Charged with corrupting Athenian youth
In defence I 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
My sentence-to die by drinking hemlock
They hoped I would flee this condemnation
I chose to keep the laws of my nation
To the shame of Athens, I preferred death
Affirming my content with my last breath
In my drinking of the draught down, they saw
How much I honoured the virtue of law.
Socrates and Jesus met the Buddha one fine day
Comparing notes on favorite quotes
Of love, life, work and play.
Socrates said “Questioning” was the way to truth made clear
While Jesus said, “Love everyone, even those we hate and fear.”
Buddha on the other hand smiled and kept on walking,
Thinking to himself he said, “Need more silence and less talking.”
© Terrell Martin, 01/08/2025
I am in college at this time
Learning from Soto’s Socrates mind
Bet as a babe he was divine
Babbling away peach poetic line
Many poetry soupers on a loop teach
Who is cooler than Empress of Ink?
It’s not a competition it’s a dream team
Winged word like bird that fly me eternally
There is soup mail from Mystic Rose Rose
Sharing her peace and heart of gold
Her lines are deepest kind of prose
Find a lime vine she will help you grow
Green vine of kindness sent to me
Lin Lane poet who is unique discreet
Gifting orange critique a line or two
Fine tuning my yellow maroon haiku
So many professors can’t name you all
Like Silent One who heeds the call
To be hazel humble while his verses are tall
And echo in time so deep and all
Bill Baker who reads so much with love
Sara Baker Haiku Queen to whom I look up
Eve with images of blue so cool
But my favorite purple poet is not me but YOU.
Don’t forget what has been said to men stoiC
It is a shame to not reach the highest you can gO
Some slide into laziness, seal a future bleak and griM
Growth in others calls them to greatness as they rise uP
Refusing to die having not earned their crowd’s extolL
All should strive to see the greatest beauty as they livE
Conquer yourself and win your inner fightT
Ever always straining to be the best you can bE
The Greeks figured Socrates to be a crock,
as he questioned their strongly held beliefs.
In return, they poisoned him with hemlock,
such dense, ignorant, amoral thieves.
Being right, meant all to them, no room for truth,
nor minds for learning
Just like Joan of Arc, declared evil, and died alive,
with her flesh still crackling and burning.
The centuries do not change man’s endless insanity
to be right!
Just kill, pillage and destroy, anyone who dares to cast
a beam of reason and insight?
Thus, civilizations have walked confused and blame any
and all who dare attempt to lead.
Never once realizing, it is they, who are the harbinger
for all problems, by sowing the first jealous seeds!
12/2/2021
. for public domain
( liberally inspired from Socrates' "second best account" from Plato's dialogue Phaedo )
Up the road a little and beside a pond,
with a view of dew which she grew so fond,
where she shed her Grace after her demise,
and a lifetime of forgiven lies,
near a wooden cross, a throw from an Oak,
a Preacher preached with tears as he spoke,
"We shall miss her kind voice, her soft embrace,
miles of smiles from her pretty face,
Though none of it real, we needed the show
of what Life could be, and not what we know.
To her old age, from the time of her youth
she gave no care for low gestures of truth.
So let us give praise for she who would lie,
who faced Life truly with a heave and a sigh,
but always looked Upwards for the Gift of Grace,
and let that Truth shine from a suffering face."
Psychology has crossed the line again.
It was firm, in the sand, but she did not care.
Philosophy rolled his eyes, pretending it was okay.
Incorporating the infraction into a new theory.
Not on my watch! Socrates shrieked. He is the overseer
And as such, he uses only logic, nothing more.
None of that fru fru Freud junk is going to get in his way
Or slow him down or change his mind.
Psychology was chased out onto a highway.
A Mack truck ran over her, but luckily none of the wheels touched her.
She scooted off, running amok, as usual, with her craziness showing.
I hope Freud is proud of himself Socrates said, rolling his eyes.
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'?
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.
Socrates The Greatest Classical Greek Philosopher
A man who stood for truth
Who confronted liars and stood alone
A shield against injustice and fraudsters
We were captives we were blind we couldn’t see
A man who taught us how to set our heart free
A man who believed in the power of knowledge
A sweet fountain of emotion
A man full of devotion
When there was night and dark
He came as a divine spark
We have eyes but we don’t have sight
Truth is the reflection of love and light.
Abad Ur Rehman Khan Poet Of Pakistan
We are socratically convinced
that we are infinitely ignorant;
daily we must dramatically
fight to reduce the chasm ...
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
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