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    A mere drop of honey

    A Villager opened a shop in his town
    Offered fine goods that could be bargained down
    After some days from a nearby village
    With staff in his hand and dog of old age
    An uncivil shepherd entered the stage

    “Good day shopkeeper, have you sweet honey?
    Please give me some for a little money.”
    “I have good honey my brother sheep man
    Give me your clay pot or deep roaster pan.”

    “Choose the kind of honey you desire
    I’ll fill your container as you require.”
    With honey-like words and seeming affection
    They did business with peaceful connection

    Shopkeeper poured the best honey of the store
    By dark fate, a stray drop fell on the floor
    Zzzzz, zzzz buzzed a fly that came from on high
    Sat on the drop that the cat did espy

    So Stealthily sly approached the shop cat
    Gave swat with its paw as if for a rat
    Alarmed by the mean cat’s ferocious poach
    The shepherd’s dog set forth fast to approach

    With a huff and puff that blew from its snout
    Dog was ready for a serious bout
    Ire unbound, he jumped on the feline’s back
    Pinned her down, bite her neck til she went slack

    “My dear cat choked to death by the rogue dog,
    Who should die now and become a dead log.”
    Shopkeeper incensed grabbed a hard broom stick
    Swung it with deadly force as if a brick
    The dog fell limp, his death was sure and quick

    “Oh my dear dog, I depend on you much
    You guard my sheep, my home, pastures and such
    May you be damned you bad storekeeper man
    No conscience, shameless, bent on an evil plan.

    So you have bludgeoned my dog to quick death
    Now you will feel the blunt force of my staff.”
    The shepherd man cried loud in a grave voice
    Staff raised to inflict his violent choice

    With deadly aim he delivered blunt pain
    On the grey crown of the storekeeper’s brain
    “Murder, murder a foolish senseless crime
    Help, come quick!”, throughout the town was the chime

    From street to street, house to house all cried
    From one to many the message was plied
    Murder, murder, help there is no excuse
    This murderer must be put to the noose

    One and all came fast from far off places
    From homes, work, with anger on their faces
    Mothers, brothers, uncles, kin and aunties
    They ran through the streets, brave vigilantes

    Running and crying and screaming aloud
    Everyone in town came forth, formed a crowd
    That swelled in numbers, passion and fierce force
    Each stirred others to rage without remorse

    “You stupid bear, hey, you beast-like savage
    Does a civilized man do such ravage?
    Didn’t you come here to purchase some goods
    Yet downed our man like a deer in backwoods.”

    One spoke thus, many struck the sheepherder
    Who was put down as revenge for murder
    He lay on the ground his blood hot and red
    Next to the dog he loved, he joined the dead

    “Hey, fetch the body of this cruel fool
    Back to his village to rot in his stool.”
    The dead man’s family brought home their dear one
    And enraged, called to arms father and son

    Our villager has brutally been slain
    Bludgeoned to death by our neighbors’ insane
    Caught in a trap like an unwitting prey
    Tit for tat we will get revenge today

    The neighboring village was called to arm
    Bent on slaughter each grabbed weapons of harm
    One a gun, another sword or spade
    Skewer, ax, hoe, knife, dead set on crusade

    Mounted on horses or marching on foot
    The rabble set forth to carnage and loot
    That wicked village of devils and fiends
    Without scruples, morals, their hearts unclean

    For a mere purchase they gather a horde
    To dispatch our loved one with staff and sword
    We’ll destroy your village and every man
    Desecrate women’s honor if we can

    Forward, brave Justicers, we’ll right the wrong
    Burn their homes, massacre, attack their throng
    They cursed and blasphemed, cried out loud
    Marched forward to battle angry and proud

    Mercy, compassion, true friendship and all
    Were forsaken in the terrible brawl
    Aggression, attack, fire and bomb blast
    As ruin and flame rose, more fury unlashed

    They were bent on slaughter more and more
    Til the ground was littered with flesh and gore
    The irony of two neighboring towns
    Was each belonged to a different Crown

    One sovereign king when hearing the above
    Made a solemn vow and decree thereof
    “May it be declared in our ancestral land
    From hill to dale, for all that I command

    Our neighboring race fond of perfidy
    Wickedly cruel, prone to iniquity
    When we were serenely reclined asleep
    Armed, they entered our land without a peep

    Murdered and despoiled with extreme cruelty
    Our innocent children without sympathy
    Now our sons so dear, I summon to arms
    From your villages, towns and verdant farms

    Without elan, not really wanting such fight
    I order to action our army of might
    To destroy all those who have harmed us such
    That caused our mothers and daughters grief much

    Bravely battle, destroy our enemy
    God favors us, not our adversary
    Justice merits our retaliation,
    Attack them now without hesitation

    The neighboring king made his plea to arms
    To his army and people with word charms

    “In the presence of my subjects and God
    I condemn our neighbor’s deeds vile and odd
    Immoral, pure evil, treacherous ruse
    Stomping the law, they impugn and abuse
    Our people with false words and arguments
    Expert in lies, pretense and pompous rants
    Destroyed our trust, put our treaty to bust

    Now we are reluctantly pushed to the brink
    Of downward spiral, tit for tat we’ll sink
    For the love of honor, justice supreme
    Cherishing the spilled blond of loved ones esteemed
    For the love of freedom, country and life
    Our love for God, his glory, mercy rife
    Our voices will rise, our will shall prevail
    With our raised swords wreak death, thunder and hail!”

    The horrible din of battle began
    Metal on metal, frightened citizens ran
    Fire burst out home to home in the town
    Blood, destruction, screaming cries all around

    On every side frightened faces, stark death
    The stench of dead bodies choking the breath
    Summer to winter many years of strife
    Farmers paralyzed, the fields without life

    Before the war could be brought to a halt
    Famine and starvation the people stalked
    What was once a prosperous country
    Became deserted, home to misery

    The people that could not leave asked dismayed
    Feeling abandoned, horrified and betrayed
    “What was the cause of this horrible plight
    That destroyed our nation, our honor, our might?”

    Published on May 25, 2008 · Filed under: Hovhaness Toumanian;
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