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!

[francis]

Bullying is one act i despise so much.Thanks for putting fear to all who do it.

[A Soap Mess Stories]

another great tale. . .loved the rhythm of this. . .

[Oyindamola Shoola]

great imagery and beautiful write up.

[Bright Ocean Star]

David, you use great rhythm, meter and rhyme scheme. Your imagery is impeccable, and I like where you went with this one. It was truly an enjoyable read. I haven't read any of your stuff before, but this one was a pleasure. Thank you for sharing it with us...:)

[Chris]

OK, I chuckled... thoughts of ISIS permeated my awareness.

The flow had a few minor stumbles - probably my accent on the tones. But the content was spot on.

[WILDERNESS]

Superb, carries the message so well, very deep and meaningful......................... one poem that could have been a book................. Splendid

[Baby Ricochet]

Excellent story poem as always Mr Paget.

[Christopher Robin]

Excellently penned, not a perfect rhyme but a perfect flow and cadence is the key to success!
The story rises and falls precisely where it should, another check-box for a master poet, and bloody hell, you even went out with a bang.
Hats off.


-Robin

[Peacegal]

A wonderful piece to reflect upon.

[Cory Barrett]

This is one more than the last occasion, that i believed you a master among us.