And after seeing task complete
That king on demi-god had wreak.
Avoiding shame it sought to bring
By taking charge of nature's thing.
And changing course of rivers bend
A tale that only fates could spin.
The king decides its best to slay
The demi-god who must obey.
By going back and giving charge
That son of Zeus will find to large
To carry out and follow through.
Though obeying kings what man must do.
To spurn the wrath of king of mount
That hurls his bolts in greatest count.
At foes who fail obey his rule
No man can match that god in duel.
So king of Tyrne now sat and thought
Of all misfortune previous brought
By orders gave to slay the man
His mightiest foe in all the land.
A greater hindrance tyrant sought
For demi-god already fought,
And beat the foes he thought would kill
The demi-god with greatest skill.
So after long on marble throne
Of thinking hard and all alone.
The king begins to form a plot
So death becomes the hero's lot.
"A breed of birds now ravage land
With brazen beaks that hunt in bands.
And iron talons flesh does tear
Their visage grave enough to scare
The bravest men who face their kind.
For often birds will seek to blind
Their foes with talons iron wrought
To many men they've darkness brought.
So go to Stymphale fight this fowl."
And hero nods with angry scowl.
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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...
