Ode To Athena

Athena the dutiful daughter standing behind her father in lightning thick with aegis assurance read to protect her family and counselling them times of need Athena, the grey eyed goddess who watches carefully with graceful wisdom coercing ignorance into obliteration solutions fly into her hands for her to dispense and she desires Athena of the City philosophizing with the common man trading amongst mortals companion to heroes in distress strategic with the broken soldier Athena the virginal queen modesty made attractive purity prioritized in beauty who ran through rape's smitten fires with the strength of civilization in her hands Yet even you, Pallas Athena, illustrious among even immortals, are not without your faults Even you fear death's decay dragging your name into Lethe's depths You weave with Fate's spindles in faulted pride as your equals fall beneath your altar spinning spiders slaving in cinders and gorgons grazing beneath your Parthenon made golden by their angered gaze Are you not jealous as well as just? Is not your immorality made irrelevant in the light of your immorality? One does begin to wonder If your wisdom is mere intelligence Your knowledge mere luck covered stupidity Your duty and honor merely a fear To be seen as a vulnerable beauty Your prized purity mere pride Your longevity simply a lie Perhaps all the exists of you Is a memory wasted with the false belief That your good outweighs your transgressions