for D.B.A.
you are not going to sit upon his lap
innocent or otherwise, while I live,
while I sit in the back seat
of this vehicle
for such a move, move he made
were I king, were these only
very slightly altered times, other times
he'd have, were we French,
gone to the guillotine
were we Spanish
gone before the firing squad
German he'd have been sent
to concentration camp
then to be gassed
then incinerated
were we English
he'd have been beheaded
for such a gesture
against the queen of my kingdom
against the queen of all my days
of all my nights
he'd have had to pay with his life
he'd have had to pray for mercy
God only knows if I'd have had any
if he'd have gotten any
no leniency because his father
is as fine as fine can be
not because his father is X-priest,
best friend
son is no friend of mine, no friend to me
what Jazz music, I wonder,
would he set this sentence to
when it is a sentence
requiring his own head
crime committed
against the crown,
against the king,
against the queen
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2010
7:33 p.m. 07.05.10
3 Comments:
Very creative. Very interesting. I love your references. A very fine poem. "The creation of conflict".
Very creative. Very interesting. I love your references. A very fine poem. "The creation of conflict".
Obie,
So whimsy and witty!!!!! Such sly and coy humor!!!!
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