Promethean I AmA Poem by John Alexander McFadyenPromethean I Am He chose the bones smeared in fat; No feast for such a mighty God And in response to such a trick, He cast them into starving dark. To end such blatant tyranny I stole the fire of life from Zeus And sent it down to save on Earth The race that I foretold in clay. In punishment for such a deed Zeus lashed me to a solid rock To suffer much eternal pain; My liver pecked by eagle’s beak. My Godly organ so consumed Regenerated and grew by night Ensuring that each tortured day Would last until the end of time. And still Zeus not insatiate Unleashed Pandora on the world To visit such great plague on men And to withhold their feeble hope. Too late to save the wretched race, Heracles killed the feathered fiend And set my tortured spirit free To mourne such patient womanry. 30th March 2010 © 2012 John Alexander McFadyenReviews
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Added on July 22, 2012Last Updated on July 22, 2012 AuthorJohn Alexander McFadyenBrixworth, England, United KingdomAboutWell, have a long and complicated story and started it as an autobiography on Bebo but got writer's block/memory fogging. People liked it though and kept asking for the next chapter! fools.. more..Writing
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