Epic Oration Looms To Starboard
In time to come, rememb'rance of this hour
Shall cause all men to pause and solemn stand
Reflecting on the paucity of power
Whenever real adversity's at hand
And in the spectral pallor of their brows
And in the downcast gaze of each wan eye
Shall stir the former echo, that doth rouse
The ghosts of long-dead heroes, by and by
Yet 'til that time, oblivion absolute
Shall shield the world from horrors none dare name
And curb such thoughts as threaten to pollute
The cause of those who, with no thought of fame,
Forewent all hint of solace in their quest
And did what they mought do, and went their way
Indifferent to fame's absurd behest
That we might be together here today
Envoi
When pompous oafs foregather in one place
Their rhetoric's a villainous disgrace
Contributors: | Roland, TG, Beefy. |
Poem finished: | 17th September 2004 by TG. |