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THE FROGS (GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!!!)
THE FROGS (GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!!!!!)
Once
Many moons ago
On the banks
Of the Brandywine
I was a child
At that time
I
Was cornered by a frog
Beside a giant log
The frog eyed me
I
Eyed the frog
I
Hadn’t meant to upset it
Or even try to net it
Then it pounced
Even now
I
Don’t know
If it was a pre-meditated attack
Or a pounce for freedom
But I did have a painful rash for days
I
Rested - waited - bided my time
And went nowhere near
The Brandywine
But when I was fully recovered
I borrowed some gloves from my Pa
And asked for a lift in his Chevrolet car
The frog still resided
In the log.
Creeping up very slowly
Revenge was mine
I snapped off his head and threw him
Into the Brandywine
These events came back to me recently
In the light of current US foreign policy
The frog was Bin Laden - evil and green
I was the United States - innocent and keen
If we don’t kill the frogs of the forest
We can’t walk there with impunity
If we don’t kill Arabs in the middle East
We will never keep America
THE LAND OF THE FREE!!!!!!!!!
I agree with this poem except that frogs are actully not Bin Laden in real life and are no where near Afganistan. I don't think you should take out your political view on the frogs!!!! LOL they are peaceful animals and I doubt Bin Laden jumped on you unless he was gay!!!!!! SO BE NICE TO THE FROGS!!!!!! UNLESS YOU ARE REFERRING TO THE FRENCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So many poets have done political poetry and, sorry to say, it is never, ever satisfying. Even one of my all time poets, Shelley, thought writing political poetry would give him validation and even if it did, the poetry was not enjoyable reading. Even if you get positive comments, politics have no place in the enjoyment factor of writing poetry. It is outside the realm of it, even though many use it to further a cause. This is my opinion. You must chose the way you'll go, Kelvin. Also, as I read it, the poem felt letter-like. I would work on adding imagry. You have such great tallent, keep going, keep writing, try challenging forms and classical themes. Get your heart broken and see what pain is, then, write about that love, that pain, and, imagine. Not every thing needs to be from experience. I am in awe of your future. Keep going.