My back was made for burden
My skin was made to sweat
We are iron
Left alone on earth with fire and a curse
We worked away our life's
And we came knocking on the doors of
Olympus
Bloodstained bronze and gold perfection
Had their time and faded
A
W
A
y
My hands are here to craft
My mind is here to think
We are iron
The gods saw and their eyes widened
Seeing the sparkle of steel
Not one thought we could rise above
Themselves
Bloodstained bronze and gold perfection
Never thought of
F l y i n g
We flew beyond the heavens
And we'll fly farther still
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Just something inspired by Greek mythology(I know. It's always Greek mythology). I'm really tired.
YOU ARE READING
Hopefully Poetry
PoetryI'd like to try my hand at poetry, for no other reason than that it's nice to do.
