Athene Noctua

Adam Shirley

For the colour of the cave covered the day

Impeccable lights are here to stay.

 

The cry of crickets and the rivers running.

Mosquitos swarming the air -- buzzing.

 

The sirens singing their melodic trance,

Alluring sailors into their perishable dance.

 

For I beg, and I beg no more

Than the static sailor lying on the sea's door.

 

To live inside Zeus -- the creator of whole.

And sprang out with armour, facing my dole.

 

Not I will live inside his cavernous dwell.

Incarcerated in his eternal quell.

 

Athena -- It is I, the goddess of wisdom and war.

Unyielding every doubt and deride he swore.

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