November 23, 2007 at 9:03 am (Uncategorized)
The SkyPath Crusade
A Science Fiction Epic Poem
Copyright © 2007 by Daniel Schilling
All Rights Reserved
Chapter Three
Beyond the moon called Ganymede
A human vessel lurked
Her decks were filled with pirate scum
Ill-fed and overworked
For ever since the Klarons came
Their catchings had been slim
Their captain was an ol’ sky dog
Whose name was One-Eyed Jim
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Now Jim was not the kind of thief
Who set his victims free
For ev’ry five he kept alive
He slaughtered ninety-three
He had a sport of making port
While Jupiter was nigh
He’d force each rank to walk the plank
Above the planet’s eye
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But now he could not catch his fill
Since Persian ships were rare
And Klaron cruisers fully gunned
Were flying ev’ry where
The quickest way to capture prey
Was jump from stream to stream
But if somehow he tried it now
They’d catch him in-between
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For seven months he stayed upstream
‘Till most his food ran out
And half his fold was in the hold
With sickness, chills, and gout
He yelled and swore the Klaron war
Was wicked at the brim:
How dare they face a peaceful race
Whose loot belonged to him?
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He sat and stewed, He spat and chewed,
He snarled at his mate
He ground his knuckles in the wood
And cursed his sorry fate
Until one day his temper turned
And put him back on track
He then began to make a plan
To get the Klarons back
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He made his servants clock the ship
To see how fast she flew
He mounted scopes above the ropes
To give him better view
He had them test the catapults
And hone the gears with care
He told his mate to calibrate
Their windings to a hair
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And while these changes all took place
His brains convulsed inside
He sent his scouts on all the routes
And half their number died
He did not care, he knew that there
We’re cruisers there for sure
The time was nigh when he would try
What none had tried before
Musa Abdul-Aziz Evans said,
April 19, 2008 at 1:25 am
Ameen.Masha’Allah.