Billy's Race
Billy tried to woo her with poem and song
A guy that had never loved anyone long.
Yet to her, he felt a great bond
Like a swan naturally wants a pond.
To swim in its watery depths unknown
Have children with, to love after they’ve grown.
Alas, his heart couldn’t bear anymore
To her, his trifle play was such a bore.
So, he followed the lonely road of Providence
And in these parts he hasn’t been seen since.
She lived the life she always dreamed
The stars were her eyes, how they beamed.
Her hair flowed like the honey of a bee
Never to be captured, always free.
“Oh, Artemis Goddess of the hunt”, she would say
“One gift I need this I pray”.
“If any man can race me and fairly win
May he release me from thine service, without sin”.
“If he is unworthy and can’t claim the distance
I shall slay him for you quickly in his stance”.
So, the bravest across the land ran for her beauty
But in the end they were all killed cruelly.
Then it happened the month of July
Someone familiar came back to die.
Once again, he asked for her hand in love
Pleading, “God’s power is greatest from above”.
His words were heard but not addressed
"Artemis with the death of his soul I shall be blessed".
Then the next sunrise the race was on
And before he knew she was gone.
He ran and ran for his hearts desire
Praying, “God give me the speed that I require”.
When he finally arrived at his destination
She was there, preparing desecration.
He did not cry, not even to pray
Her words made him ready to meet the grave.
On her altar, her knife flew down
He knew very soon, he would wear a crown.
Flashing in the evening light, it sank in his heart, fully sheathed
Some say that moment she didn’t breathe.
Days so many have came and passed
The death of more suitors and heroes she did amass.
He was slain the lucky month of seven
For a pagan’s love he didn’t make heaven.
Her beauty was great, greatest to have ever been
Still, Artemis had to grin.
For a loyal servant she has to the end.
Copyright © Billy Best | Year Posted 2005
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