Poem -



I could shatter a looking glass
would rather pulvarise an earth


Were my tears to date not enough?
Shall I empty my marrow completely,
shake out my soul as a salt libation?


I have more blood to give and trust me
it's thicker than ever!


Nothing jaundice about my slate face
against this storm of comet-shrapnel


I will stand like Hercules yet
cry if I have to


To bring the gods down and finish this war


Your head will roll and rue my birth
as it plunges into Hades depths


and into the pit of her dung
once I am done

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