Treasure Island

Herbert Nehrlich

(04 October 1943 / Germany)

...And Carry A Big Stick

Walk softly, boy and always carry
a stick to chase your foes away
go get the girl you want to marry
and build that house on Horseshoe Bay.

It is not money or connections
that would secure a place for all
what matters is in which direction
you kick and follow your own ball.

Stand firm and be prepared to fight
don't compromise and don't deceive
and raise your stick when you are right
while others webs for devils weave.

Submitted: Saturday, November 05, 2005

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  • Tom J. Mariani (12/10/2007 8:14:00 AM)

    Oh what a tangled web you weave. Your allusion to Teddy Roosevelt is not a 'modest proposal.' Given the choice of despair or thrusting out your chest and having a go at it, your advice in this poem is sound.
    Tom (Report) Reply

  • Elysabeth Faslund (6/23/2007 11:19:00 AM)

    Every parent on Earth(I know...impossible) should make their pre-teen daughters and sons read this poem! ! ! ! Memorize it, then learn the steps to this dance of individuality and respect for themselves! ! ! Teens of purpose and decision...not following their peers to be 'accepted'! ! Ultra refreshing. Solid. I wish the votes could go to 100 for this. Parents: put this poem in your adolescent's room...or nailed to their butt! ! ! xxxElysabeth (Report) Reply

  • Michael Fischer (4/7/2007 9:03:00 AM)

    Good poem w/ a good theme. Standing up for what you believe is the difference btwn. being controlled and having control. Well penned and well structured!
    -Michael (Report) Reply

  • K K (3/6/2007 7:39:00 AM)

    Stand up always for what you believe....nicely written :)

    KK (Report) Reply

  • Mahnaz Zardoust-Ahari (11/13/2005 9:26:00 PM)

    Very nicely written...I like these two lines

    Stand firm and be prepared to fight
    don't compromise and don't deceive

    So true! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Cj Heck (11/9/2005 6:30:00 AM)

    Morning, Herbert,
    Nice thoughts here. I especially like:

    'what matters is in which direction
    you kick and follow your own ball.'

    CJ (Report) Reply

  • Ernestine Northover (11/6/2005 4:40:00 AM)

    Hi Herbert,
    Actually I like the last line of this poem, and it makes great sense to me, an enjoyable poem. Sincerely Ernestine. (Report) Reply

  • ***** ********* (11/6/2005 4:38:00 AM)

    Hi Herbert, I agree most wholeheartedly with the sentiments expressed in your poem. 10 from me. Smiling Tai (Report) Reply

  • Lawrence S. Pertillar (11/5/2005 10:36:00 PM)

    Hi Sir Herbert. I like your 'Stick'. I do offer a suggestion for the closing line. If it read as such: 'While others may web for the devils to weave.' Or, 'While the others web as devils weave.' OR 'While others feed the devils' weave.' Regardless, it's still very thought provoking. L (Report) Reply

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