Medusa
In Athena’s sacred temple,
Poseidon seduced me a priestess.
The goddess’s revenge was quite simple:
make me a creature all would detest.
I was made a Gorgon crone,
with snakes for my hair.
You would turn into stone
if at me you’d stare.
Sarpedon, at the world’s edge,
was the island on which I live.
Beware of my solemn pledge-
My head I will not just give.
Many have come for me,
thinking I’d be an easy mark.
Now stone statues they all be
for playing a foolish part.
For you I am waiting;
Stone I will turn you into.
My head is here for the taking-
the choice is up to you.
About the Creator
Mark Stigers
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona
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