This is a guest post by William Rome.
Great men of the past daring and bold,
Great men made from a superior mold:
Warriors fighting on harsh field of war,
Thinkers changing all that was thought before,
Lovers making ladies come back for me;
Inspire and strengthen me in this Age
Filling me with a fierce hatred and rage
For all its victims and their special “rights,”
A disgusting spectacle of such heights
No court jester could have devised
A comedy of laughs this highly prized.
Help me purge myself, both body and mind,
Of weakness and laziness of the kind
Loved by those today so stupid and blind
To the false shadows they watch on the wall
They take to be history’s highest call.
Touch me with the obsessive ambition
That pounded your foes into submission
While doing things no one had ever seen
So I can accomplish all that I dream.
Kindle in me the fire of your strength,
Helping push my body past every length
It has known to this point athletically
To triumph over new tests physically.
Create unceasing curiosity,
A lust for knowledge that will never be
Easily satisfied by simple things
Like the fools who don’t care beyond what blings.
And now you great men of the past
I ask thoughtfully for the very last
Of these requests to help me soar today
And keep the vile victimness at bay:
Infect my lips with the consuming urge
To taste everything in a flaming surge
Of ecstatic decadence and delight:
Food and flesh, bottled or rolled, whatever
Comes across my lips in passing pleasure
As a tasty treat that I’ll never miss;
Enjoying all of life’s physical bliss.
Great men of the past strengthen and inspire
Because you achieved all I desire,
Do so as I strive for the world to see
I made myself the man I wanna be.