The FavoredA Poem by EastN
The Favored is a champion, arms raised in victory
Women pour out their adoration to fill his vessel A chalice to his lips, Athena clinging to his arms The Favored's siblings watch this procession Disgust rising like the sea tide Their achievements rubble besides The Favored's rock A haughty smile flashed in their direction The Favored continues his triumph His throne in the distance, maidens with palm leaves waiting The siblings unsheath their daggers, there is work to be done Mephistopheles stands at their side, smirking The Favored cries out, then lies still in the street The siblings depart, their objective completed The Favored's mother beats her breast Ashamed at what she'd done. © 2013 EastNAuthor's Note
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