Prometheus
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Peck.
A stolen fire.
Rip.
Humanity’s freedom.
Shred.
Your salvation.
Tear.
My Heart.
Scratch.
Catalytic fire,
Exponentially growing
To enlighten us
Souls untouched by love,
Which expand with rising warmth.
We owe you our praise.
This is where goddess of wisdom began,
In Athens, a petite village and shed;
Where Athena grew up and made odd plans,
To fight for the throne and not worry to wed.
She was like a book that had not been read,
“It is said that Prometheus
ascended into heaven
and secretly lit his torch
at the chariot of Helios,
in order
to bring down fire to man”
Behold! The once sublime and supreme man
Trembling and dripping through the moon and sun:
Like the God -- tied barely to life and land,
Waiting for his last dawn of pain to come.
The life and juvenility are torn,
And my Love’s heavy body lays lifeless,
at my feet.
I shiver
at her ghastly beauty,
lost .
