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Wise ol' guy


once upon a time
long gone by
lived an old fella
they called him wise guy

often foul mouthed
often uncouth
open narcissist
offered no assists

yet was loved by all
never took a fall
spoke the bitter truth
at times sounding brute

he lived in feudal times
poverty was a crime
he consoled no poor
said they're stuck in moor

there was this feudal lord
made peasants sign accord
were his the crops they'd raise
millet barley maize

return he gave them pittance
meagre his own admittance
usurped all their lands
couldn't fight -those tilling hands

the old fella always
spelt as he saw
never lowered his gaze
his word blunt and raw

the tyranny kept growing
cold winds kept blowing
the tyrant grew bold
heart grew more cold

half village now his slave
encountered none brave
till met the wise old guy
under a tree whilst passing by

he enquired why ain't working
why he's freely lurkin'
told he's a free man
homeless owns no land

when tyrant offered work
replied piss off jerk
his highness wasn't amused
no tolerance for abuse

old guy was duly bashed
with leather he was lashed
dumped by the roadside
bruised but not his pride

in the night they all gathered
what's happened truly mattered
said we'll fight for you
revenge is now overdue

he replied ya'll piss off
you ain't nothin but mules
and mules never fight
that is the golden rule

they dispersed, sad bewildered
with embers in their hearts
the old fella's words
struck 'em like darts

The fella always said
give in to no emotion
no such thing as karma
no deity worth devotion

The word reached the tyrant
rebellion might be brewin'
that all his fiefdom now
in danger of being ruined

took another old fella
hung him by the tree
all village now his slave
declared nobody free

this irked the old fella
like nothing irked before
lived always a freeman
nobody owns me he swore

Wise guy dumped wisdom
gathered beast and men
target now fiefdom
turned them to heathen

read them his treasured runes
his hidden magic tunes
unleashed words of wisdom
turned them fearless goons

A battle then ensued
which everyone rued
the old fella fell
all heard and felt the knell

The tyrant dragged his body
through the village road
his own clothes now shoddy
destroyed was his abode

wanting to set example
took the body to the stake
stood under the post
point he wanted to make

the remaining alive gathered
women children and all
at stake was hangin father
they shrieked the deafening call

with torches in all hands
through all corners marched
no single hut now stands
the village stood parched

They gathered 'round the stake
with tyrant in the middle
death stared him from all sides
his warnings mattered little

they rose a la king tide
took the old fella aside
threw torches on the felon
head seperate like a melon
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© KDAmB 2016. All rights reserved
Written by KDAmB
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