Jul 23, 2016 Free Verse, Original Poetry, The Daily Post
I, Prometheus
©July 23RD, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram
There is an eagle.
By day, deathly agony
Every night, rebirth.
Come, Heracles, come!
Free me from my binding chains
Golden apples wait.
The gods are jealous,
Incensed, for I helped mortals.
Gods know no mercy.
I brought them fire
Moved by pity for mortals –
So puny, so small!
I regret nothing
Not the gift I stole from Zeus,
Not my transgressions.
We are what we are
The gods themselves cannot change.
I shall be renewed.
I shall wander on,
Seeking to help humankind –
Here lies my reward.
This is what I’ll do:
Find a thing that needs doing,
Bend the arc of life.
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