Winged Beauties of Revenge - Hear our prayers
They came down with wings of evil,
Fluttering as gentle as the sun rising and setting,
in the morn and eve,
Is it meant to be a sign?
A gift from Dionysus, for our ignorance?
Or something else?
These women, who wore fire upon ther heads,
Causing devastation, destruction and Death!
All around the bodies or friends and family
Winged beauties reining down down from the mountains,
Boiling the luscious tranquil water dotted around the mountain slopes,
We have been forsaken by these rampant women of burden,
O mighty Zeus, hear our prayers,
Is the damned Nation of people without hope?
Our sins have now appeared to us in a different light of darkness,
Should it be that the requiems of our dreams should haunt the reality of this world?
Or possibly the trepidation within our hearts becomes the dread pain that they will inflict?
Or is it much more is it that these winged beauties of revenge and temptation be the end of this Land?
