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Oxywarmonger (Free verse) by poetandknowit Pledged allegiance to
compassionate conservatism,
bought a Texas-sized gun
for the bloodless battlefield:
no more dead babies
killed by friendly fire
from neo-docs in neo-frocks,
but damn the hooded Muslims
who steal thoughts of the young
while armored deities give credence
to the biblical slaughter of innocents
in the desert heat with clean bombs
equipped with reason;
smarter than the average colonel
calling out duties of America
while fondling his side piece for luck.
Pray to the fighter plane.
Honor the white savior;
a freedom fighter in a three piece
with pockets lined in chocolate and oil.
Dug a moat around the house,
put bars on the windows,
fortified the basement bunker,
stocked it full of canned pork and beans,
a hundred rolls of duct tape,
a gas mask and satellite phone programmed
directly to the FBI, CIA, NRA, PTA.
Knock twice for presidential protection.
Hide behind the bushes
from the black man on the TV
who murders mothers, rapes wives, steals baby sisters,
harbors fugitive fundamentalists in stolen SUVs
armed with surreptitious weapons -
cocked plots,
loaded desires.
Sent the wife into exile on the south side,
where narrow minded armies of the weak
will surrender before first bullets fly.
Locked the double agent daughter in the bathroom.
Shot the dog for barking code,
killed the neighbor for
looking funny when he smiled and waved:
Good morning,
Hello,
What a wonderful day
in the suburbs.
Lights out now.
Bolt the doors.
Dark days ahead,
dark days ahead
filled with only
waiting
and
the whisper
of
prayer.
Up the ladder:
Contention
Down the ladder:
power play
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 5.0
Posted: March 23, 2003 12:36 PM PST; Last modified: July 31, 2003 9:58 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.0 Overall Rank: 7727 Comments:
A VAIN ATTEMPT, W.OWEN YOU ARE NOT. NO OFFENCE BUT IT TAKES A REAL POEAT TO DEAL WITH THIS.
IT TAKES A REAL POEAT TO KNOW A REAL POEAT!!!\\
HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111
Considering W. Owen was a young poet who wrote of his experience in actual trenches where WMD were prevalent in the form of various gases and the like I would dare say, nope, not me. If you had any ability for skilled analysis you would realize this poem really has little to do with actual war and much less to do with actual "battlefield" combat of any sort, especially the kind described in Mr. Owens work. It is not any sort of vain attempt at what you might think is a protest poem or a "war poem" related to the current situation going on in the Middle East. You are wrong in that regard. It would not be a vain attempt at creating a protest poem because it is not one. I suppose you could say it is a vain attempt at creating satire, but hey, what the heck. And another thing: hahahahahahahaha.
you forgot the H2O purification tanks!!! damn it! why would anyone hole up with you?!!!
you're an athlete, not a survivor!
If I invited you to my batbasement you would be there in a second. Pants down!
hahaha! blondie!!!
(okay, well maybe if you used the batsignal, or called me on the batphone, but then you would have to let me in through the mansion, and i would have to slide down the pole!!!! and alfred would have to bring us scotch, neat, in oversized snifters!!! maybe, just maybe then i would. maybe i'd even wear my catwoman suit. rarrrr!) oh, but then i couldn't be 'pants-down' now could i????
You know what you girls both need? A man. Like me.
p&k's not a girl--he just looks like one!@
NEVERTHELESS. You lack *IMAGINATION* (forms rainbow with sponge-hands)
shit. i knew it was something like that. now, if only i hadn't cut off my hands (at openwounds' suggestion last night...)
dammit!!! i am always a day late and an idea short. i need a man like you so bad i can taste it. come on down to xconnecticut so i can snap you in half. +
Do you only wear the cat suit when you feel the need to write? Gives you super powers to write better than anyone else? :) hehe
Sorry the cat suit got me interested... but please no claws...
no, luckyjoe. it's taking the catsuit off that gives me the superpowers. i write nekkid.
So then everyone around you writes like hardened criminals that may never again get to see light of day?
???
Whatever MAffy said he got one thing right, VAIN, you are a pisspoor attempt at being vain.
Feel free to delete my comment I am deleting all of yours PK why? because your a gobshite. ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, you like doing that dont you. fucking loser.
I believe you are Maffy, are you not. Hmmm. Anyway, it is sad you would delete my comments. It only goes to show you that you cannot accept criticism whether constructive or just designed to spark you ire because it is just so damn easy and fun. Why are you so obsessed with voting? The only reason I mention it is to get your goat. So childish. As far as the poems go I am just speaking to you like any reasonable literary journal would. Your poems are painfully overdramatic and adjective laden weaklings. Quite possibly the worst on the site. It is just funny that you have the young pimple poets always swooning over you. And I am not vain. I am quite happy being ugly and fat. Thank you. Now, please, act like a man and calm down. Turn off the emotional goat getter. You look foolish in these dark times.
Whatever MAffy said he got one thing right, VAIN, you are a pisspoor attempt at being vain.
Feel free to delete my comment I am deleting all of yours PK why? because your a gobshite. ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, you like doing that dont you. fucking loser.
You insinuate that I am Maffy and you have also insinuated that Mr Pig is me on both counts that is childish and wrong.
Who the hell are you to say who I am? As for that laughable remark regarding the so called fact that you voted me in to the top 15 that is total and utter bullshit and you know it. I challenge you to find one just one positive comment on any of my poems, you will not because you havent. Also if you doid vote me in to the top 15 why not actually say something nice, how can I know you have left a good vote if you refrain from following it up with a comment, WHY ? I know why because you don?t want to say anything nice, for whatever reason, maybe the reason is you are incapable of being sincere, you are a hypocrite by saying I am a vote obsessive when YOU went on to the comments section of poemranker whining like a puppy about how pissed off you get at all the anonymous blue votes? As I say you are conceited, hypocritical prat who is so far up his own ass you can see last nights dinner up there. As for bringing ranger into this how would you like it ? this is my beef with you, ranger has asked you many times to follow your critique on his work with your help because he respects your work. And finally I couldn?t give a fuck about votes, so vote your little finger stained blue as many zeros as you like, I understand it?s a form of egotistical masturbation for you so send me your sddress and I?ll even throw in some vaseline to help you on your way. If you are a better poet than me yeah that?s your opinion, I accept criticism but when dozens of other distinguished poets commend my work, you always berate it every single time and I believe you to be highly overrated and tedious. YOU HAVE THE LOWEST AVERAGE VOTE ON POEMRANKER ITS 1.87 THAT PROOVES YOU VOTE EVERYTHING YOU READ AS SHIT, EVEN THE WORST POEM ON POEMRANKER HAS A HIGHER MARK. I feel sorry for you, you really need to get out more. By the way the only thing swooning over you is that enormous dick thats on your head.
Hmmm. I need to get out more. How odd. I have not been around for almost two months. Have I been on your mind that long? You were not on my mind in sunny Australia. Or snowy NZ. And if it wasn't for the Kiwis screwing up the boat race, I might still be there. But, yes, I need to get out more. I agree. Good thing I have chosen not to go the route of the war correspondent. Anyway, I know you are not the pig guy because he is a better writer than you. But I know he is your buddy. It is good to have friends in these dark days. Nick Jones just informed us all that we Americans have killed more Brits then the Iraqis have. Are you keeping score at home: It is 14 to 2. War covered as a reality sporting event. Do you think Bush and Blair will go to Disneyland when it is all over? And will they talk about losing the battles but winning the war? You are excessively emotional about what is said on this site. There are many more matters that should be given your thoughts rather than how I vote, which is simply because much of the work on this site is not so hot. I try to help when I see some potential: please refer to my comments to openwound last night. Other than that, what is the point? Thanks for the kind words. I will cherish them and hold them close to my heart.
cad,
you really shouldn't let him get to you. he's just jealous because i'm coming to london to have tea with you and he can't go. besides, he may be arrogant, but he does make me swoon. (i think that settle would say it's because i have no imagination.) and i've never before been compared to an enormous dick...
I still can't believe those pirates beat all those robots.
My name is settle. I am an art student from Rhode Island. I paint pretty pictures. I am so cool! yea!
it was yoshimi who beat them and the pirates took credit. wayne told me so as he was licking my open wounds. make that 'gash'.
You hung out with Wayne? I was bummed they showed up at the Grammy's. But they won, so why not. Wouldn't you rather hang with Ari? I think he is much more your type.
Yo se que eres un poeta, sin argumento. Hay varias palabras y frases que matan cualquier duda de tu dolce dominio del lenguaje.
Gracias por haber lo puesto tan crudo. En este momento es solo lo crudo que puedo entender. Es tan dificil expresar sentimientos nuevos. somos una rasa nueva, moderna. El teror de la guerra, para nosotros, lla no es algo fisico. Lo vivimos emocionalmente, espiritualmente. Cada muerte es una pena y un dolor. Esta poesia no esta completamente formada, pero lla veo la belleza de su rostro.
I suppose I wanted the point to be directly ambiguous: Based on the fact of whether we create our own fears, which lead to a fragile paranoia or if we are helped along the way by the likes of the media, government and our homogeneous surroundings (or at least the folks who reside in those areas). Hmmm. Of course, I will come back to it.
Call 774-HELP! The government's provoked another brief delusional disorder! 10
Well, well... Looky where I am? Yes sir, on another one of your wordy fat assed cowems. If I hadn't of farted half way through reading this dedication to self loathing I probably would've cracked my head open nodding off into my my fucking moniter. Justly so, that deserves a seven in my book.
Please don't take this the wrong way when I say that the comments on this poem are as entertaining as the poem itself. Not only did you spark off deabte, you instituted a whole war. No wonder your poem's so paranoid. For me, the satire is a bit too broad, and bit too much of a blunderbuss. I prefer something a little sharper and subtler (but fuck it's hard to do, I've tried myself and never done it). This pokes fun at something that deserves tit, though. I like it when I look in (very occasionally now) and find something startling from an old hand.
Interesting poem... but after reading the comments... if its not a war poem or an anti-war poem... umm what is it? *confused as normal*
yes. much clearer. but you forgot homeland security and the TIA. althou those are probably buzz words, and now we're both on a list...
texan urban schizophrenic gun lust.. yeah... well written, but i think it needs, i dunno, some type of comical spicing.. it was long, and when i got to the middle i started feeling sensations of boredome.. no offense, i cant write this well (atleast not yet anyway) but im just voicing my opinion.
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Also, for what it's worth, "Tell me your[sic] not really that dense?" isn't a question, either.