The Life Review of Robin Ludd
By © Anton
Vendamencsh, 2017
3 The Story of Grandfather
After
the Vikings
called
Sveriges*
*Sverige, aka Swedes
a name which
in Latvijan means
‘important’, re: svarÄ«gie
Failed
to defeat
Of either
The Balts or Rus
Those who survived
Their carnage
Would not come
Out of the woods
They had gone
To save
But which saved them.
Who remembers
How the Sveriges
Cut down the Ludds
As well as
The secret
holy grove
Atop the Blue Mountain
To build their fort?
Governments
Of course
Have come to
Replace God.
Have they not?
And enslave the
Ludds
By denying them
Memory
Is it not so?
The whore of Wolmar
Magdalena von Halert
A local girl
Elevated by events of war
To the post
Of Generalin
By her sister in fate
Tsarina Katerina I
(Even Voltaire
Did not dare
To reveal
Her true story
In all its glory.)
Then summoned
The survivors
Of martyred
Yan Huss
(A spiritual
heir
Of the chair
makers
Or Cathars of Bosnia
As well as Occitania)
To herald with trumpets
Of rhubarb
stems
The survivors
Of a Jerusalem
Long forgotten
In forgotten Livonia.
Grandfather’s forebears
Were among
The Moravian Luuds
Who
(men and women
Of commitment
Having earned
Their reputation
By resolving
Not to fear death
And deny
Themselves rank)
Not yet committed
To the City
And its illnesses
Substituting
For Nature
Came with song
And trumpets
Of rhubarb
(Doodah, doodah)
To share in the labors
Of the Latvijan Ludds.
Thus,
A nation of Ludds
(Populists
By the mercy
Of self-sustaining
Homesteads
In the wood)
Was teased
To come
Into the open.
A long lost theology
Was reborn therewith
And passions
Violently
repressed
Were with great
passion
Reborn
Repressed
And reborn
again
To the trumpets
Of Armageddon
And Civil War
Throughout
Eastern Europe.
The utility
Of suffering
and death
Was rediscovered
And God was
denied
By His true
believers
With great fury.
Godless men
And women resolved
To deny
(If love was lost
As in ages past)
Earthly resurrection.
Life on Earth was
But a testing ground
For life elsewhere
--So they claimed
(Feathers of angels
Still sticking
To their arms
Holding a pistol
In hand).
A war of
religions
Began (1743)
Between the Ludds
And the Lutherans
The last who
had been added
to the Romanov
throne
By tsar Peter
and
And by the tax
collectors
In Riga and St.
Petersburg
On behalf of
The fortune
seekers
The lords of Waloon
Who (like
Bismarck
And Ludendorff
Did it to the
Prussians)
Tried to
assimilate
The Latvijan Luuds
Of Wolmar
To their cause.
Great-grandfather’s inn
Was put to fire
And grandfather
Born [(1860)
(Just five months before)]
And his teeth rattling(?)
Watched the blaze
From a craddle
Left in a pile of snow
Just across the road
As his mother Anna
Scrambled to extract
From the flames
Her loom
And a few blankets.
Great-grandfather,
John,
Who best knew
Where the barawika
Mushrooms grew
Ceased to be a
believer
And died soon
after.
The widowed Anna
Made a living
Blessing
The future
harvests
Of the Walons
Renamed ‘barons’
With cow manure
At the end of
a pitchfork
and wove and darned
grandfather his
pants
So he would not
go
Bareass
And attend school.
The story goes
That grandfather told
His drinking buddies
At a pub
(though he had sworn
Off alcohol):
”Someday
I will become
A millionaire.”
And save the
world?
What wit
Stuck him
Into the pub?
Was it Milia
Who commissioned
His biography?
Or was it
The two other?
The first of which
Was of a tradition
By herders
(Also known as pagans
From pa-Yans = peons; gans = john = herder)
Who went
After the sermon
(usually given
By a cabal
Of skinners of the spirit
Called ‘germans’)
To a pub
To clear from memory
The lies
They had been forced
To listen to.
The second wit
Was of wrongs
And things
Jan Huss had
not
Allowed himself
To think of.
Is life perhaps
God’s fantasy?
Is God a relativist
Who obeys no rules
Whatever?
If so
Does God fantasize
In the real
And does not
forgive
Free will?
This may be
Why cats
Purring contentedly
In my lap
Fear death
By starvation
And catch
starlings
Gathering worms
For their
nestlings.
It maybe why humans
Wish to become
Millionaires
And fear death
For themselves
But not for
Their
grandchildren
Who are left
To be drowned
By the heirs of
A second wife
Or the lottery
To play.
This maybe why
Grandfather become
(In his own
mind
In spite of his
religion)
A fantast and
A millionaire
Bolshevik
Of sorts
Left it to
His former wife
and children
To worry about
The future
For which worry
Grandmother
Was murdered
And grandchildren
empoverished
By an aging whore
Planning to marry
A Latvijan
Ex-president
And go
Lovey dovey
Live in Switzerland.
Grandfather,
Not having sought
Advice from the gypsies
Of Khazaria
Of how to sell
Needles and yarns
On the way
To save humankind
From itself
Successfully
Went bankrupt
On his first try
At a career change.
Be that as it
may
He could not
repay
His creditors.
Which is why
He went to Riga
And made
Liaison with
An ambitious whore
married to an actor
To make better use
Of her skills.
Grandfather
became
Milia’s ‘Bingo!’
She spun
God’s roulette
wheel
And tickled
Grandather’s roulettes
Until he
(having learned
From his past failures
The art
Of how to shortchange)
Became fat
On the backs of
Shortchanged
writers,
Who flattered
and
Convinced him
That he truly
was
A millionaire.
For seven years
After taking to
The greener
pastures
Of a wealthy
man
In retirement
Grandfather
Raised studs
And held to the
Illusion.
The Latvijan government
Bought an escadrille
Of six biplanes
(I saw them fly)
In his name
Though Milia
(Clever as ever
Now rouletting
The balls of
The last President
Of Latvija
And, thusly, becoming
The First Lady of Latvija)
Approved
And paid for them.
In 1939
Blood clogged
Grandfather’s legs
And gangrene set in.
Alas! Penicillin
Just on the market
For which
(For show’s sake)
Milia sent
To Helsinki an airplane
Is not an anti-coagulant.
And so
The millionaire
Once a debt
slave
Died as if
A natural death
Leaving his
heirs
Holding
An almost
Empty bag*.
*When after 25
years
The Court recognized
The claims of
his heirs
They (including
those
Of the 1st
Latvijan
president
--His son my
Godfather)
Were too needy
To continue pursuit
Of the
guttering
The Austrian
wasp
And collect
The stolen interest
Of 20 plus years.
