Odyssey of Odysseus

Odyssey of Odysseus 

Odysseus or Ulysses 

The man was angry at the kick he felt it in his heart they had moved the beggar 
rude away from fire. He lay his cloak aside and astonished the nearest suitor 
with his young appearance the muscles rippled on his chest as he picked up his 
bow the bow of Ulysses. 
The axes laid on end to end had numbered twelve he fired the arrow into the 
target at the end they all had holes in every axe head not a miss among the axes. 
The neck of one turned red Antinous was dead. One after another the suitors 
crawled in their skin unable to flee the house was a trap they could not escape 
from the man so intent on revenge he was stout and the spears fell aside as they 
sought for his heart he was hit several times on his arms. Retaining some 
semblance of fading humanity he spared only two of the lesser servants who 
had not willingly participated in all that occurred to make a man murder to end 
his captivity and anger. The minstrel Phemius and the herald Medon they were 
spared grief Ulysses even killed the priest and at the end of the battle poor 
Melanthius was tortured there not the fitting end to a noble cause that some 
imagine this was. 
A noble man and an action resolved to become the husband of his woman. 
 
           
 
 
 Odyssey of Odysseus
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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