The young and blushful boy received an apple
And it made him as a tragic hero without his will.
The history is flowing, from yesterday to today, not simple,
And the haves of power try to divert as their will.
The gods and goddess divided and supported on Olympus,
Many of the sons and off-springs of them joined the battle.
And the bards've been reciting the inherited Magnum Opus,
For long time the story were forged by the concerned in subtle
With bare hands, the heroes stood up and made the enemies
Fallen in the field, in spite of their newest arms.
Yesterday the gods, today the media produce the histories,
In everyday, newly they are making the heroes for their aims.
The god led the hero to attack the Medusa in stealthy,
The armed with flintlock, the heroes won the machine gun.
Fighting against the haves, they are making history,
The knights with the acute sword start to kill the fat dragon.
- Author: Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 8th, 2023 16:44
- Comment from author about the poem: I try to write the hypocrites who instigate the people, for the name of the poor and unfairness.
- Category: Sociopolitical
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