Tragic Oedipus wandered blind
In the bazaars of colorful Athens
crimson blood oozing out
from hollowed eyes.
Cursing gods
for his fate so harsh
carrying shame of
copulation with mother.
Strong guilt sits heavy
for slaying, his own father.
Roaming from street to street
Asking same question,
“Why was I the chosen one”
Begotten out of the cursed
Womb of Jocasta
Doomed by abhorrent
act of Laius
In self pity and gloating
had he forgotten of the
little boy sodomized
Shame horror
subsequent death
Chrysippus condemned
for acts of evil that men commit
for which naive boys
and girls pay heavy price
In his misfortune did he
think of young Chrisypuss
dishonored , violated.
Did he not ponder upon
wickedness that men carry
atrocities for which many
Young ones are robbed
Of single drop of dignity.
In the bazaars of colorful Athens
crimson blood oozing out
from hollowed eyes.
Cursing gods
for his fate so harsh
carrying shame of
copulation with mother.
Strong guilt sits heavy
for slaying, his own father.
Roaming from street to street
Asking same question,
“Why was I the chosen one”
Begotten out of the cursed
Womb of Jocasta
Doomed by abhorrent
act of Laius
In self pity and gloating
had he forgotten of the
little boy sodomized
Shame horror
subsequent death
Chrysippus condemned
for acts of evil that men commit
for which naive boys
and girls pay heavy price
In his misfortune did he
think of young Chrisypuss
dishonored , violated.
Did he not ponder upon
wickedness that men carry
atrocities for which many
Young ones are robbed
Of single drop of dignity.