Egyptian Mythology
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Oh to be like Echo,
Always calling out but never heard.
To be like Midas,
Always reaching out but never touched.
To be like Medusa,
Nicole by the river, that's Nicole by the river.
Oh how she made the man shiver.
She yelled, shouted, and pouted, even tried re-routing.
But he sat there recounting.
So by the river she walked, scowling.
Surely he is as he always been,
flying between the crowded bend.
The people lift their eyes as he knew they would,
To see his Beautiful wings, his Delighted beak
He loves the attention, craves it you see.
Sekhmet
Captain of the Ridgeview Lion's soccer team
Every game ended the same
Red tooth and clawed
And the crowd would erupt and applaud
Tonight was the championship game
Bound to her mortal plane
The immortal omniscient was going insane
Her lust for freedom was robust
Two in one
Different but the same
Amun or Amunet
The power of two could unleash hell
Hathor is the Goddess of many things,
Of love and femininity and music and cosmetics and jewels and metal and mines and protection and sustenance and joy;
She lives now in the beauty vloggers,
And Instagram models;
Once upon a time
(not as far as you’d believe),
they would have called me a monster---
a “griffe”
half-eagle, half-lion.
A quarter of me here,
