Showing posts with label War. Show all posts
Showing posts with label War. Show all posts

Sunday, April 22, 2012

107. The Cultural Revolution


“You say you want a revolution.”(Revolution, The Beatles)

The sixties.
A new revolution.
A cultural one.
Rock and Roll.
Elvis played.
Then the British invade
With beatles and animals.
Later monkeys and turtles.
They brought the mind tripping psychedelics
And doors that opened perceptions.
Sex, drugs, and colorful hippies
Danced,
Played,
Down and dirty in the streets.
Tune in, turn on, drop out.
Sit down and listen.
Watch.
Hear.
Music fests brought new freedom and rebellion.
All seemed far out.
But no one knew.
The next part of the decade saw great defeat
And great victory.
The descendants of the slaves
Started marching after an incident on the bus.
If it’s worth fighting for
Then they must put in the effort.
They stood up for their rights as equals.
Martin Luther King Jr. spoke on the mall of his dream.
An amendment was passed.
Segregation ended.
Vietnam exploded.
Armies were sent.
But things became a lot worse with the new president.
The hippies found a cause to believe in.
They grabbed signs and protested.
They stood up to their government
As they preached peace, love and rose colored glasses
With flowers in rifles.
News became valuable.
Putting faces to the casualties of war.
“Our men are being killed!”
“We must bring them home!”

Thursday, April 5, 2012

90. Napoleon

A new man came.
Napoleon!
A new Caesar.
Napoleon!
To some a great leader.
Napoleon!
To others the scourge of Europe.
Napoleon!
Born of Corsica.
Napoleon!
Joining the army of France.
Napoleon!
Rising through the ranks.
Napoleon!
To shed the short robes for long ones.
Napoleon!
Napoleon!
Napoleon!
From the terrors of the burning revolutions
With fire in his eyes
The deep, calculating general
Moved out and declared war on Europe.
Eastward!
Eastward!
East he marched
Taking land from Austria
With the dream of Rome in his heart.
He went through Spain and Portugal.
To the ends of the European world!
Napoleon found it hard to resist Russia’s calling
So he crossed the border.
The icy blast of the Russian winter drove him back.
He lost the fight.
He was dethroned and forced into exile.
He escaped and rebuilt his army.
Waterloo was his final defeat.
Napoleon only lived on as a person three more times
But his name and memory will last forever.
He joined the graveyard of dead empires and powerful rulers.
Crossing Hades’ mighty river.

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

82. Joan of Arc


All felt lost
In this tragic war.
France needed a hero.
A noble knight to save France from England’s tyranny.
A young lady
Waiting to be married,
In her thirteenth year,
Received a call from God.
“Go,” he said,
“England is not meant to have French land.”
The maiden of Orleans
Was terrified at first
But came around eventually.
She went to the Dolphin court
Presenting her plan to save France.
The Dolphin was impressed
She was dressed
In armor and given a horse.
At the battle of Orleans
She proved her mettle
With the long fought victory.
She persuaded her Dolphin
To march to their enemy Burgandy
Receiving the crown of the seventh Charles.
She promised to capture Paris
But Burgandy’s and England’s forces
Were way too strong.
They captured her
Accused her of witchcraft
Burning her at the stake.
Her passion lived on
As symbol for France
Driving them to win the war
Ridding England from the continent.

Sunday, March 25, 2012

79. Marco Polo

Europe worried about the Golden Horde.
To her the enemy was at the gates
Waiting to come in.
Eyeing his prey
As they moved and carried on with business.
They needed emissaries.
The Polo family
Famous for their merchant voyages
Took young Marco eastward.
China told them they were interested.
“Go back to your land,”
The emperor said,
“Bring your religion, science and arts to me.”
“I must see them.”
They went back
Hoping to see the emperor again.
With the pope’s blessing
A trek of three and a half years
Brought Marco to Xanadu
Where the Great Khan sat.
The Polos fashioned new weapons
As Marco became the ambassador.
He learned many things in Asia
As he traveled to distant lands.
He helped escort a princess.
He told of his adventures
On his way back home.
They were told under lock and key
As prisoner of war
Then written down
As a free man
Telling of his famous journey.
Countries got rich with what he learned
Inspiring future explorers to seek out new lands.
He brought back a wonderful drug
As his stories inspired generations
The Silk Road was opened.
Then Kublai Khan fell to the dust of time
The Mongol empire fell with him
Disappearing under its sandy dunes.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

74. Medieval Europe


The lands of Europe fell to war and strife.
The Franks made their empire.
Vikings invaded.
Muslims invaded.
Spain was captured.
Byzantium slowly eroded into nothing.
Their culture lived on in Kiev,
The future cause of problems in the world
Lombards took over Italy
Islam shattered.
The Holy Roman Empire came
With Charlemagne and the Carolingians.
The old Merovingian order fell.
Charlemagne expanded.
He tried to build from the ashes of the old empire.
Education was important
To clergy and people.
Christianity won many converts.
The dream of Rome lived on.
The great city.
The culture.
Charlemagne was the first to try to bring Rome Back.
Fourteen years before he died the pope gave recognition.
Then his death caused the empire to crumble.
As the years passed, Europe slowly organized.
Nations born of local tribesman.
England was born.
Scotland was born.
Ireland was born.
France, Poland and Denmark.
Trade flourished in Europe and routes were built.
Religion took center stage.
Churches got bigger.
More elaborate
As Rome was forgotten they became goth.
Hierarchies were formed.
Peasants on the bottom
Holding kings and nobles on top of pedestals
Knights gave them support.
With the flying buttresses of clergy
Directing masses
Chanting in middle way.
Some hoping an indulgence would pass their way.
Others rejecting such worldly goods
For simple monastic prayer.

Friday, February 24, 2012

49. Xerxes


Persia licked his wounds
Anger still festered deep inside
At the failed invasion of Greece.
His loyal servant, Darius passed away
With words to the scaly beast:
“Take my son Xerxes,” he said in dying breath,
“He will get the revenge you seek.”
Xerxes!
The powerful!
Xerxes!
The ruthless!
Xerxes!
The immortal!
Xerxes!
The conqueror!
Xerxes!
The vengeful!
Xerxes!
The conqueror!
As good as his father’s word
He built the dragon ships
By the thousands.
He raised armies
By the millions.
Attempted to bridge the Hellespont
But Poseidon wouldn’t cooperate.
He sent his mighty storms
To disrupt the dragon’s ships.
Xerxes whipped the mighty sea god
Three hundred times.
Then the god let them pass.
Knowing of Ares’ mighty men on the other side.
As Athena prepared her great wooden shield
The dragon sent heralds
Demanding sacrifices and offerings.
When they didn’t comply
They were marked for the dragon’s mighty fire.
Athena and Ares prepared for war.
Ares was given command of all forces.
Odds were against Greece.
Even Apollo at Delphi
Predicted they’d lose
Unless a mighty king made a great sacrifice.