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The Sins of Sisyphus

Updated on November 8, 2010

He always

wanted immortality

now he has it

dross in hands

without the shimmer

it once commanded

tricked his maker a time or two

out of one hot pot

into another kettle

now to stew

All he needed,

to leave this place

was to place this bolder

in its place

up the hill a little ways

but had it a mind of its own

like he once had

on his throne

telling people what to do

slaying those it pleased him to

blood on his hands

guile in his heart

to a King these mean nothing

until the end

when for all his effort

toil for life

for all the wicked intents

and strife he found himself

facing a constant foe

this lone bolder

a rock of offence

his seed well sown

Up one more time

sweat and pain

but no blood

as that lone pleasure won't come again

to the top with a mighty heave

turn the back but their it goes

the way to exit

forever blocked

down to fetch it once more he goes

a punishment fit for a King.


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    • Jaggedfrost profile image

      Jaggedfrost 7 years ago

      Micky: It almost sounds like you are nursing a grudge.

      Dave: How does the food taste and what does it consist of? Do tell.

    • Dave Mathews profile image

      Dave Mathews 7 years ago from NORTH YORK,ONTARIO,CANADA

      Food for thought. Thankyou.

      Brother Dave.

    • Micky Dee profile image

      Micky Dee 7 years ago

      May all kings have his boulder too!