Twelve Labors
Tasks set before Heracles
prove bitter and dark.
Beasts to battle
no longer take solid forms, instead
manifesting as the looming threats
that many either
support, or ignore.
How will he stand up for
children with no voices,
refugees without stability?
How to oppose
the selfish greed we all posess,
the unwavering opinions that hold no truth?
How to defeat
all this and more
by himself?
Who will step forward,
and provide aid in the labors
given to one man?
This poem is about:
Our world