Poems

#35 Odysseus, burn like a blaze

Fire burning like a blaze

Sound of screams

'Greet the world with open arm's'

My friend died for that thought

My mentor left me when I opened up

I want to sail home once more

Prophet give me a profecy

Guide my way to Ithaca

Back to my wife and son

You say I'm sailing to a palace

A palace covered in red

My wife by my side

Trying to forget the bodies of my men

So limp and accusing

Come home to songs of past romance

I am no longer me

So come inside

Where ruthlesness is mercy

And I'll burn

Burn in the blazes of the ones that died