Poem By Chandler Fisher Theseus and the Minitaur

As the dusk approaches, with a fusk grunt on his face, He realizes he has to do what's right; To save his people from the treacherous minotaur maze, To risk his life for people in vain. As the sail shall not be great, he decides to travel with fate. But truly he thinks it will be wise. As they set off with the black flags, he promises old deer king they will change If he survives; With a glimmering glow from the waters below he sets sail for the island. Miles and Miles sea after sea the destination comes nearly to a stop With gusting winds and blushing seas, they’ve made it, at last. While being stripped of his weapons and armor, He notices a watching, Deer old princess of the kingdom While her eyes glimmer at him, he looks away with unsought Enter the Maze says one of the guards, They all embark into the cave. The Princess had given Theseus a sword, as he will use wisely Standing back in the darkness the children look around, Nothing but pitch darkness around, Instead of staying there they decide to explore But beware of the night before. With a sword in his hand and rope in the other He notices a shadow in the darkness, The children stay back while Theseus steps forward Confronts the beast with another step forward With heavy breathing and death on the side It's time for the fight he thought with a sigh. With a Shock to the head, Theseus falls back Gets on his feet and Shocks him back, the minotaur has been wounded With more hits after and after the minotaur falls with a cry Tangled in pain Theseus tanks and cut the enemy Waiting for it to fall To cell to the floor. As they embark the ship again, He comes with the princess to an island, While he leaves her there they continue off to join the journey To off to the king with a surprise, Unlikely they forgot to change the sails from black To white, so the king decides to do something unright. The king sees the black sail and knows the worst, With a jump, he had did To off the cliff, he had went So many outs he had made, while Theseus came back And heard the news Of the fallen king With a joust, he had did With a celebration understood The newly king has been awakened But something wasn't right, All that night he thought of his father Sitting and pondering with gonder. ©ChandlerFisher_2017