Useless crown useless poem

rough draft

like your father's rood and the carpenter of old

you never gave the deathblow 

but that rusted sword in your mouth is still swinging around

and that pen in your hand can do what any gun can

you can keep your useless crown

but when you finally fall from the clouds

you won't make a sound

there will be no one around

we've heard it all before 

and we saw what you chose to ignore

your theories are renowned 

but when the walls finally come down 

you'll wish you kept that lumber 

when the gavels thunder

and the bloody rain comes in

Reviews

[Miss Coral]

Powerfully written... to be perfectly honest, I had to look up a word or two.. very humbling for me, considering I love words. :)
The metaphors are great and the message is aggressive and well done. Overall, a great piece. Nice job. :)