Olympic Flame
Prometheus stole the fire
From Mount Olympus
For us.
Mankind is enlightened.
Warmed in the apricot glow.
The aromas of cooked food,
Filling the lungs.
So the Olympic flame
Travels through the veins
Of chiseled muscles
For millenniums.
The fire to achieve
The best.
The pinnacle of success.
Yet we failĀ
As human beings.
Despite our success!
Self doubt creeps
A treacherous sneak.
An omnipotent worm
With infinite lavas
Embedded in our core.
Until we free ourselves
From the shackles of success.
Free we are again.
The fear of failureĀ
Will no longer torment.
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