A Klingon call to battle
This poem was written on the fly for the cabaret at qep'a' wa'maH cha'DIch. I have always felt that Klingon needed some alliterative verse, to give it a good Scandinavian or Germanic flavor. There was a sad lack of good songs and poems at the qep'a' this time around, and I felt inspired to write this poem.
Unfortunately, understanding poetry is hard enough in your native language, let alone in a constructed one! Here is the poem to read at your convenience. Please send me feedback!
mangghom matlh yImuv; peqIm!
ghuHmoHbogh ghum yIghov; yISov;
QoQ DaQoyDI' QeHlIj Datu',
'ej HujchoH HoSlIj Hem lIpIlmoHDI'.
may' 'In mupwI'Hom mob yI'Ij.
batlh bajpu'bogh beq tlhob 'oH.
SeymoH Suvrupbogh SuSDeq nong,
jachtaHbogh jagh DIjeybogh rur.
Ha'! HurDagh DIHengbogh tItlha'!
mapangDI' mapav, 'ej potlhbej QInmaj.
Dat Dov'agh Dun wISachmoH;
Hoch ghot DIghor ghobmaj maqDI' 'oH.
vIt van bom vaytaHvIS wo'maj.
vaj yo'maj yoHvaD yan yItlhap.
'ej ghoghlIj yIghatlhmoH ghomvam Da'elchugh;
tlhuHchu' tlha'bogh tlhIngan bomDI'!
Last updated December 15, 2015