Flammeus Gladius

Carmina et Verba pro Discipulis Meis

Holy Joe

Holy Joe

 

Holy Joe needs you, lad, on his team!
You must help in fulfilling his dream–
and not say it’s a joke.
Do you pray Joe will choke?
There is no call for such an extreme….

 

–Tom Riley

Dreamer

Dreamer

 

He longs to be a martyr for his cause–
and who are we to keep him from his dream?
Religion on his little neurons gnaws:
he longs to be a martyr for his cause.
Death popped a breath mint: briefly now its jaws
do not emit an odor too extreme.
He longs to be a martyr for his cause–
and who are we to keep him from his dream?

 

–Tom Riley

Characterization

Characterization

 

 

Intellectually, sir, you’re a whore,
and, rhetorically, you’re just a bore.
You’re a loser, a punk,
and, in odor, a skunk.
There, I’m done — though I could say much more.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Arab Springboard

Arab Springboard

 

 

Barack touted the damn Arab Spring.
Oh, the hymns he was eager to sing
to unfettered inversion
and jihadist incursion!
Now it’s summer — and chaos is king.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Moment of Silence

Moment of Silence

 

 

With terrestrial life, they were bored.
And besides, she did not wish to hoard.
As was destined to be,
she set lots of them free–
and her e-mails are now with the Lord.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Irrespective

Irrespective

 

My respect? Buck up! Don’t look so sad!
That’s a prize you have not lost, my lad!
Yes, your hearing’s correct.
You’ve not lost my respect.
It’s among the things you never had.

 

–Tom Riley

Drink Up

Drink Up

“Whoever shall shed man’s blood, by man shall his blood be shed.”

–Genesis 9:6.

 

 

The wisdom peddlers soon will be descending
to tell us that Tsarnaev shouldn’t die.
Church teaching, they’ll be eagerly contending,
does not permit such actions: “Angels cry
when murderers are made to hang or fry,
when criminals behold the firing squad!
If you vote death, you’re voting to deny
the kid his chance to make his peace with God!”
It’s all a load of crap — and rather odd,
considering the books that God’s inspired.
Toward all these hollow whines I do not nod.
From trendy gab I long ago retired.
Into Hell let the little bastard sink!
I’ll celebrate, just briefly, with a drink.

–Tom Riley

Conquerors

Conquerors

 

ISIS captures Palmyra. Oh, yes:
the barbarians boldly progress
toward their caliphate goal!
It’s assessed, on the whole,
as another Obama success.

 

–Tom Riley

What Would Eldridge Cleaver Say?

What Would Eldridge Cleaver Say?

 

 

Black virility? Someone forgot
it was there, didn’t know cool was hot.
That old type endures trauma.
Current model? Obama.
Malcolm X he is certainly not.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Forthcoming

Forthcoming

 

 

Voting public, be now overjoyed
with a joy your hearts cannot avoid!
Her evasions have ceased.
E-mails will be released
all except for the ones she destroyed!

 

 

–Tom Riley

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