Aram Stefanian

Rookie - 110 Points (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)

Whippersnapper - Poem by Aram Stefanian

Here I am, a long-distance escapee from Nirvana.
I swapped the garden of Eden for the planet Earth.
Yesterdays have slipped my memory, and I got no manana.
I'm not even positive if I will be granted a following birth.
A blind love for humans was a reason for my decision.
Trying hard to be a mortal, I still feel like a black sheep.
To be like them I have to do some extra revision,
Yet up to now, in misunderstanding I have been knee-deep;
An express train of thought arrives at the wrong destination.
When I see a flock of birds, I am obsessed with eery fear,
Me and they can forecast a thunderstorm by intuition.
I miss heaven terribly, wishing I could get there from here.

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  • (7/18/2007 8:11:00 AM)

    When one does something foolish or more
    He (or she) is said to have been whipped (as in whipper-snapper.)

    So it is that one who is drunk, plays 'whip the cat' and is a dope
    For accepting a bet, that he can't pull a cat tied to the end of a rope
    Across a pool of water or some other.
    He of course takes the challenge
    As the cat can't possibly pull him into the water.
    But two strong men on the other side
    When grasping the rope to which the cat is tied
    Easily pulls the drunk into the water!

    Perhaps you have been whipper-snapped as well.

    (Old English, from James Orchard Halliwell's Archaic and Provincial Words)
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011

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