The Idiot and the Oddity Part 1
I must apologize, This piece is quite lengthy,
but it was inspired by Homer's epic story.
I hope you like it.
The Idiot and the Oddity by Jerrius Curtpopolius
Page 1 Troy
Some walls were built to last forever
Some were made to fall
But the one you built between us
Was the strongest of them all
As I stand here on the barren beach
Gazing at you city
I do admit, that what I see
Is Strong and Grand and Pretty
Why did you take, your love from me
Did I, not treat you well
Wined and dined, to make you mind
And swear to never tell
But then you left,
And with you took
The love, that filled those halls
Then fled across, the open sea
To hide behind these walls
How could you touch my hand?
Now void of all affection
And even gaze upon my face
Without a fond reflection
Be it I, behind, Your walls
And You exposed upon this beach
I would open wide my gates
And inward you beseech
Page 2
But I, the fool and you the wise
Have carried off my love
And I would launch a thousand ships
To free a single dove
Because I can, only Measure
What buys, rents or pays
And never seek, the pleasure
To consider love that way
So here I stand, outside your wall
Shall this be war between us
Where love once shared, hate now lies bear
For all the Gods have seen us
I bear no shame, for love is madness
And on you, I cast no curse
For having never loved at all
For me does seem, much worse
It’s sad to think, that we must clash
And maim the flesh we cherish
Soon, some will cry and some will die
But all of us will perish
If I could but, close my eyes
And leave this lonely shore
Then say goodbye to my heart
And vow to love no more
Page 3
Then Gods be praised, for it would save
A million men or more
Still, another way would save the day
If thou opened up thy door
Still no reply, my ears must lie
For we were close in spirit
Your heart and mine, so intertwined
I did not have to hear it
The moments come, I see you there
Perched high upon your wall
You hold my heart, within your hand
You really have some gall
You gaze at me, as if I were
Beneath contempt, a savage
But I am, what I was back then
The victim you did ravage
Now draw your sword and meet thy fate
My harden steel awaits thee
Before we’re done, there’ll be just one
And both of us, be set free
Your gate now opens slowly
As your men rush into line
The stench of Battle thickens
Now your men are facing mine
To be continued.............................
Copyright © Jerry T Curtis | Year Posted 2014
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