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Twelve Labors

In punishment now My labor be done By Heaven divine Conviction is won Twelve efforts twelve years Too much to conceive With club and a bow Although I'm bereaved The mighty enforce Has stolen the day From King and alike And naught but to say... "I've finished these deeds You've asked to perform I must go back home And weather the storm A family gone Now shredded to tears The labor undone I go face my fears"

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 9/29/2011 6:35:00 AM
A well written poem based on a classic theme. Thank you for sharing it. Tony
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