Born for Raising Hell!

He’d always been a schoolyard bully,

You want to know the truth,

He picked on those too young and silly

To stand up to the youth,

He’d ducked the boys in the village pond

And he hurt the girls as well,

And had a tattoo on his chest,

‘Born for Raising Hell!’

 

He didn’t learn, he was much too dumb,

He didn’t see the need,

He couldn’t tackle a simple sum

Or spell, or write or read,

But he thought the world had owed him some

So he took it, when he could,

And robbed his innocent victims by

Wearing the coward’s hood.

 

The police would carry him into court

And the judge would let him go,

‘He’s had a difficult childhood, so

We must be fair, you know!’

And he would laugh when he got outside

And steal the nearest car,

He thought that he was invincible,

Some sort of rising star.

 

He’d hang with others as dumb as him

Who lived by a borrowed creed,

Adopt a type of a uniform

By growing an ugly beard,

They’d take the gifts of the welfare state

And would swear to tear it down,

‘The time will come that we change the laws

When our army comes to town!’

 

He tamed a silly, submissive girl

And he beat her black and blue,

Then made her cover from head to foot

So her bruises didn’t show,

He taught her to be subservient

To fulfil his every need,

And quoted God, with an iron rod

‘‘Obey’ shall be your creed!’

 

He went to fight in a foreign war

And at first they held their ground,

They slaughtered populations to

Strike fear, in every town,

But a barbarous army like their own

Appeared, and refused to yield,

And he was taken a prisoner

Out there, in a foreign field.

 

He thought he was going to lose his head

As he’d taken heads, before,

But they were a little more barbarous

In the way that they fought the war,

‘We’re sending you back to meet your friends,

But you won’t have time to yell…’

Then strapped him onto a missile,

‘There you go… Go Raising Hell!’

 

David Lewis Paget

Reviews

[Mary]

You are the master storyteller, David, and this poem once again attests to your talent. I can almost hear the Charlie Daniels band in the background as I read(aloud of course) this poem. what goes round... sometimes gets written about! Most excellent!

[RENEE]

I love your poem and its very good and I like to read lots of more of it

[APOORVA]

FIRST OF ALL, KILLER TITLE. 1ST STEP TO GRAB AN ATTENTION YOUR READER.
MOVING ON TO THE BODY, I READ IT TWICE AND TRUST ME...LEAVING A FEW LINES I LITERALLY ENJOYED IT

[David O Whalen (O Haol..]

I've used up all my superlatives in prior reviews. Always excellent, as usual.

[LadyNaida]

Wow, I did not expect that ending. This was a very intense poem. Good read!

[FaeryQueen]

loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove this poem!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Dark Empress]

I love how this one turned out. I do love how the bullies karma got him in the end

[Simran Kewlani]

Wow. The message you have put across is really strong and the story is just amazing. The rhyming scheme is very nice.
I am actually visiting your page for the first time but I definitely will read a few more. :)

[ANTO]

A about as far from the The 4 (White) Feathers as one can get.

"ours not to reason why, ours just to whistle and fly..." lol
Great stuff DLP - really enjoyable tale.
:D

[MAD ENGLISHMAN]

Absolutely brilliant.
I couldn't stop reading. Such a story.
Great. Nothing more to add.