![]() "Ideas are Bulletproof"A Poem by Idyllwyld![]() An ode to V. What? This isn't conforming to the ode-format? Well bollocks to you.![]() ![]() "Remember, remember the fifth of November,
The gunpowder, treason and plot, I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason Should ever be forgot."
To you then, Master V....
Revolutionary, freedom fighter, catalyst, monster...
Sacrifices of straw and leaking barrels of gunpowder.
Hear hear, to you, for what is right, and for what can never be yours.
Hear hear, to you, for a world that hopefully never is, and sadly, never can hope to be afterwards.
For it is now I understand what is meant by the phrase:
"The thrill of a thousands worlds dying at once, but my ultimate goal lies beyond the downfall."
If only, Master V, and all your other names, if only we were as wise as you.
As driven as you, as cursed and blessed as you.
To know when to remove ourselves, for with hundreds of thousands of you,
we wouldn't need ourselves. © 2008 IdyllwyldAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on February 22, 2008 Author![]() IdyllwyldMission Hills, CAAboutHrmmm. I could get back to this...but perhaps I won't? And this little box of a biography might be all you could possible gleam to know about me, if you're even reading this. Or even reading this to k.. more..Writing
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