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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tristissima" data-source="post: 3085677" data-attributes="member: 6162">I heart RPGs. I heart poetry. Are these two great tastes which can taste great together? Let's find out! Here's the challenge: I will post a snippet of poetry, and see what kinds of crunch and/or fluff it inspires? Will Blake inspire a new feat? Maybe Byron will birth a new base class. What would a Langston Hughes-style spell look like? Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera. Any system or world is available to feel the bite of our literary aspirations. The first snippet of poetry shall be from the beginning of Song of Lawino, by the African poet Okot p'Bitek. My Husband's Tongue is Bitter Husband, now you despise me Now you treat me with spite And say I have inherited the stupidity of my aunt; Son of the Chief, Now you compare me With the rubbish in the rubbish pit, You say you no longer want me Because I am like the things left behind In the deserted homestead. You insult me You laugh at me You say I do not know the letter A Because I have not been to school And I have not been baptized You compare me with a little dog, A puppy. My friend, age-mate of my brother, Take care, Take care of your tongue, Be careful what your lips say. First take a deep look, brother, You are now a man You are not a dead fruit! To behave like a child does not befit you! Listen Ocol, you are the son of a Chief, Leave foolish behavior to little children, It is not right that you should be laughed at in a song! Songs about you should be songs of praise!</blockquote>

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