Stinky and sore in the eye
the rat walked past the sewage of sin
it was his world, his empire
nobody would dare take it from him
not even the wily cockroach of the east
He had won the fight against him
the ruler of the underworld,
the great king of stink, Lord Lizard
Now they looked at him in awe,
for he was the lord of sin
(Time Rewind by a few whatever..)
The age, eons after a terrible nuclear war
A holocaust too terrible to endure
They had all been gone, forever.
And a new age had begun
The age of Roaches, Lizards and Rats
Higher up in the cycle
lived the lonesome lizards of the far north
most terrific and awe-inspiring!
rats and lizards and roaches of all parts
went and seeked spiritual solace under them.
And down under’ were the skippers of the east
who could run an entire desert without a sweat
Skill and honor balancing tightly on the rope
They were hired by those cunning chinese roaches
to terminate the ever calm lizards of the north
War after war, Only now the rats untouched
they were all too happy
ushering in an underground civilization
in a triumphant era of post-nuclear awesomeness
They were feared for their secrecy and bloody wit
And among these undergroundees, there was,
a paladin of magnificence to be true
His name, Rit the Ratter III, carrying a legacy
on his back, unsubdued by the babbles of roaches
and lizards, and a mundane conjecture of peace
So, the allies of the roaches comes with a plan
and propose to the spiritual lizards of the north
Why quarrel amongst us, for this unfinished land
while those bloody undergroundees endure as ever
and usher in a golden glow sans gold
Now, come to think of it said Lord Lizard
the great king of the North,
these skippers here have a good feet
and the rattlers have promised us help
we can take em down and bask in that glow (sans gold)!
Don’t trust him said the Lord’s Uncle
a great veteran of the war
‘Those cunning roaches won’t stop at nothin’
said he, in his hushy tone as ever,
‘Now now uncle, don’t get carried away’ said Our Lord.
Uncle Lizard had seen the Indians and Chinese talk
he had been there and seen it all
those roaches were the strongest and smartest of all
and a billion of ’em overflowing the gullies and docks
‘we’ll never stand chance against them for sure’
A treaty is a treaty and Lord agreed
so the Roaches of the Orient
with the support of the skippers from down under
and Lord Lizard’s Glorious army
went west to conquer the Magnificent Sewage of the Sin
Now the story of The Sewage,
is a heritage told by every mother to ‘er young one
Its an honor, for those secret Rats
and an honor is never to be questioned
A long long time ago…
There were idiots called humans
and they killed themselves
and with them they took all those trees and land
and agriculture and rivers and blah etc blah
all that remained were the underground Kingdoms
The kingdoms formed a brilliant network
of interconnecting passageways of the west
as they were known by the roaches’
Sewage of Sin, they fondly called it
and how true it was.
The Rats had an army, so strong
that the roaches of the orient
had feared them for long
but sheer cockpower on their side
and with the lizards and skippers too
A chance they had to conquer the glow
The glow that had eluded them for long
Of food, sex and a lifestyle that was wrong
young roaches and lizards signed up for the attack
They planned it great, oh so very true
Now Uncle of the Lord was made the Gambit pawn
He was made to go talk to the Ratter III
and comeout with a treaty that was horribly wrong
The rats had to be the slaves of us
or perish!
Lord Lizard was frontline regiment
he led the horrible huns of the east
and the Wily Roach from India
who was supposedly a wizard
took the east flank of the tunnels
Now, not agreeing to the proposal
Rit the Ratter III, furious,
Summoned his Invincible army of biting basterds
The battle was looking horrible
and a holocaust, the second was looming.
It started, the battleground was bloody
and deaths and sufferings were plenty
Ratter led from front and took down the stink king
Lord Lizard was defeated.
( This brings us to the scene where we started)
He thought he was unconquerable
but he hadn’t known
for he was taken down by the wily roach
in a magnificent display of art
War, Peace, it didn’t matter no more
The Roaches of the orient had won
cunning, oh how cunning they were
and now Lord Lizard was dead too
Skippers and rattlers were loyal to ’em
and Spiritual northies were under their rule
The Rats, the lizards had come under
a Monarchy, An empire built by those roaches
An empire so vast and prosperous
they had little or no hope
It was sheer awesome power.
(Fastforwarding the Clock by a few whatever..)
Many eons had passed
since the humans had perished
and the lizards and rats had come under the
roaches empire, a period of awe
History was in the making.
The headquarters in Eastern Himalayas
They were the rice loving courtiers
the roaches were a fine lot, they were
politics, culture, sport, architecture
an era of monetary ups!
(Fastforward a little more…)
Bang!
Evolution!
Sun Becomes Red giant!
Earth No More!
Darn! BUMMER!
what a beautiful piece.
the ending is loud and powerful…
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Ah the roach is a strong creature, ever to live past the lunacy of mankind, good epic poem!
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Love the ending !!!
haha π
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I LOVED it π great imagination!!
happy rally!!!
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Great poem, I really liked it.
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wow… ode to vermin or some such, and epoch tale of war, misery and woe to all mankind! dramatic, legendary in tone, yet somehow a ring of truth lingers for me to ponder.
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nicely played…that was rather epic. encompassing much, well beyond the vermin for us to ponder…
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wise dig.
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The imagery is awesome! The certain switch of idea has intensified the poem itself. I really love it and I hope to see more. Happy Poets Rally and I wish you good luck,.
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