Watching the-magnificent Klingon, in awe
Raising his Bat’leth and drinking blood wine,
The antagonist is poised, to slay his prey
But-if-he-dies, he’ll shout “THE HONOUR IS MINE” …
The logical Vulcan, glides past the Klingon
Who-has no desire, to die today
So he does not acknowledge this warrior
Just raises his eyebrow and moves away.
Three Starship Captains and Data…
Pass by-him, with weapons galore
They will NOT be intimidated
To start, another Klingon war.
A Kai and her Vedek assembly
Feel safe as they walk on and pray
There’d be no honour to slay them …
So he lets them go on their way.
Now, the-Klingon is coming towards me
Says “Qapla” as he hits his chest
“Would you drink a blood wine with me?
As I really could do with a rest”
Thank goodness I’m at a convention
A place where we all can reshape
A wonderful voyage into fantasy
A place where I go … to escape
CMDR Erika Stroem
As published in "The Galileo, Issue 01"
