And hero went to fathers home
Where boy had grown so tall alone.
Away from all his fellow man
As part of goddess cunning plan
To keep him safe from cryptic foe
Who hunts where ever hero goes.
In hopes they demi-god will harm
Thus causing keepers great alarm.
Through woods of Satyr Pan he goes
To Chiron only father known.
To cave where ancient centaur lives
And many lessons boy was give.
There calls he forth to horse like man
Who lived in woods of Satyr Pan.
To come from cave and see his son
What all his lessons taught had done.
With arrow drawn from cave he trots
Not knowing man his lessons wrought.
"I ask what wicked villains done
To Heras Wrath this horseman's son.
In hand you hold his oaken rod
The fav'rite tool of demi-god.
With face that's marred by worldly care
Of man who wilder places dared."
From harshest words he shrunk so coy
In man the father sees the boy.
"My most beloved and handsome son
What wicked world of man has done..."
That night they ate and story told
How man a dozen labors owed
To king of Tyrne by gods decree
Whose filled with hate and vilest greed.
And after eve of food and drink
The centaur falls to deepest sleep.
Then rises up at light of mourn
To sound the blast of hunters horn.
The son and father stalk the woods
To sack that realm for natures goods.
And after hours of patient wait
They spy a buck by fort'ous fate.
The hero draws his bow to ear
Releasing poison dart on deer.
In lung of beast the arrow struck
So life is quickly drain from buck.
For prize the centaur quickly sped
To dress the game now lying dead.
He pulls his knife to skin the beast
To make his son homecoming feast
But hydras poison ruins at touch
And beast own body carries much.
In veins a boiling blood now lays
On Chiron deadly fluid sprays.
To ground the writhing centaurs lain
By sons unknowing hand he's slain.
And hero runs to fathers side
But son of Chronos quickly died.
The hero mourns and deeply weeps
And buries father in grave that's deep.
On top he stacks without a count
A pile of rocks to make a mount.
A stone on tomb that's fit for king
In hopes to men his memory bring.
For final time he leaves the home
That child had lived in all alone...
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Hercules and his Twelve Labors
Short StoryHercules must perform twelve labors to appease the Greek gods. Written in a fun sing songy style this poem tells the story of the Greek Demi-god Hercules, who is convicted of murder by the gods of Olympus. His patron goddess Hera convinces the other...
