All Art, like all Love, has its roots in Heartache.
Solitude
Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air.
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all.
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall.
Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a long and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.
Hydra
The immortal lion I have benighted
The stables I have cleaned
Eleven quests I have performed
And only one last remains
To seek out the vile Hydra
And extinguish its sundering flame
And you came along, my worthy friend
To some murky abeyance
Together we would wine and dine
And together we would feast and jest
Your smile, my friend, so charming
Gladly a thousand ships would sail for your sake
And we arrive at this wretched swamp
The lair of the beast
Finding for you a harbor from the scourge
I head for the kill
And encountering this foul obscenity
The cleavers glint a cruel green
Staining fluid
And a silenced crown thuds
But like Prometheus, the Hydra’s stump
Kept itself an a state of miraculous repair
And spawned two other evil Ends
And it was then that I realized
This beast is no one man’s match
And so I retreated to your covered cave
To formulate a battle plan
I would severe the creature foul vent
And you smelt the spewing channel dead
You nodded, you smiled- the smile of Helen
You drew your blade
And when I turn my back you sank
Your accursed blade in me
Oh foul deceiver, destructive Trojan Horse
A Faustian pact with the Devil
Vile serpent, you have fallen me
With poisonous fruits
Sweet juices you had spoke of
Eu tu, three faced Muses? Dark conspiracies
With the vile serpent
Hydra Hydra
Many faced brute
You are victorious
Fair and square
Tratiors and backstabbers, I shall remember this
13.09.07
posted @ 9:41 PM
