God's Void Devoid
You stare impassively at the world
From atop your holy cloud
As war's grim banners are unfurled
And trumpets scare the crowd
We're told your name is Rocket
You laugh with the ease of youthful disregard
And yet you have an agéd soul
And speak in riddles, like a bard
Impaled upon a pole:
Now shut ya mouth, and lock it
Contributors: | Big Andy, Padfoot, Beefy, Kansas Sam, Apsley, F, N. |
Poem finished: | 18th November 2003 by Anon.. |