Today in the bazaar; I witnessed an altercation...heated imbroglio...I tried to knit up the diatribe and convert it into a poem...have time read it.. not much as poetry just a spur of the moment impromptu thing. <br /> <br />Eye for an eye. <br />Ear for an ear. <br />Biblically just. <br />Devoid of fear. <br /> <br />Throw me gook. <br />Loosen the guck. <br />You can trust. <br />To end in muck. <br /> <br />Mouth a phlegm, <br />or pituite goo. <br />Taken by gust, <br />that you’ll rue. <br /> <br />Do wee little ooze. <br />I’ll string the noose. <br />Matchstick first, <br />I’ll light the fuse. <br /> <br />Do that slime, <br />then face the clime. <br />Despoiled in fust. <br />you’ll hit the grime. <br /> <br />Gobble de gook. <br />Or try your spook <br />Your head I’ll bust, <br />And spill the puke. <br /> <br />You throw me a shoe. <br />Or smatter some glue <br />I’ll toast you crust <br />To dwell in poo <br /> <br />(Islamabad) <br />(June 11,2009)<br /><br />saadat tahir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mess-with-me-raving-rant/
