All I wanted was to take care of my sheep
And maybe eat some humans
But I didn't mean any harm
Except to that Odysseus and his crewmen
He is a nasty sort of man
Worse than any other I have met
He tricked me, that Nohbdy
He was quite a formidable threat
He stabbed me in the eye
My favorite and only one
It hurt like nothing I've felt before
Next time he better run
I threw a rock at his ship
He did lie to me, after all
Sadly, sadly I missed it
But it was an awfully close call
Forget about that
He took my favorite sheep too
Now I'm alone
He took every last ewe
As I ponder my predicament
Sightless and sheep-less
I decide on revenge
I will have my success
If he comes around again
I will get him, I'm sure
Nobody will fool Polyphemus
His doom is now secure
YOU ARE READING
Of Humans and Kings
Poetry"With her firestorm eyes and her watery soul It dripped away in pieces, no longer whole" A collection.
