may i please be poet laureate of the blogosphere?
Causa Belli by Andrew Motion
They read good books, and quote, but never learn
a language other than the scream of rocket-burn
Our straighter talk is drowned but ironclad;
elections, money, empire, oil and Dad.
Can we get a polite clap? A boo? Some tomatoes?
Never fear. All thos poetry classes I took in college have come in handy. I have penned my opposing poem:
Cause Anti-War by Michele Catalano-Brejwo
They march and picket but they never know
How their freedom to be their government's foe
Is borne of the people they profess to hate -
Soldiers and fighters, sealing terrorist's fate
I am not nearly as talented as my sister Lisa, who penned a vitriolic rap song in the comments of this post this morning.
As a club initiation rite, I would like to see all Club Katana members pen their own poems, and I will send them off to the BBC News, in hopes that they will see fit to pass them on to Mr. Motion.