'history has once again distorted the truth,
of jealousy, of villainous character, i am implicated,
oh my child, forever worthy and untainted,
to curse you was never this divine's intention,
wicked and vile, i have seen things,
mortal men with lust gleaming in their eyes,
they are as perennial as their sins,
even gods peered behind the clouds,
helpless i am, they are my kin,
your beauty my child screams danger,
and lasting protection i planned to wager,
slithering creatures to crown your head,
cursed emerald eyes replacing those bright stars,
divine blessings, these i consider,
aegis against beings of utter evil,
now child protect thyself,
in this dark oppresive world,
fight and you shall survive.
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Poems Under The Moon
Poetry"There's a breath of story in every roaming being, there's a touch of life even in small things. There is art in every form." My poems are all about the moons, suns and stars. About life, struggles and distant memories of the past. I will be updati...
