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Greek Mythology: Achilles
Rampedi Ethen
Rampedi Ethen
a year ago

I pray,


For my writing style


To have (no) flaws


Or weakness as I grow up


To show my upbringing.


But my achilles heel may be


The Ink that'll definitely run out.





I imagine myself


Crossing the busy streets,


Running to the shop


To buy Ink with haste.


So I can continue with my writting,


So the burning words


My tongue doesn't disappear.


And I would forget them


Like a grandfather


Telling tales of his youth.



My Hector shall be my age


Catching up to me


And the arrow shot from


The bow of Apollo


Shall be blindness


Coming with age.




I shall teach my children


And grandchildren


The way of the words


And pray they'll find


Some relief from the cruel


Society. Lost in the burning


Smell of Ink


And the smell of old books


In a library, shall bring


Them peace.





I pray to never be Achilles


But if I was


I would leave a legacy


Of writers and poets


Behind


And pray, they'll met their Hector


Softly, without hate


Or reluctance.





I shall never be Achilles


But if I was


I'll leave a loving


Legacy behind


To continue.


©️ #Ethen.


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