My Prometheus
He brought fire to me so that I could live.

Prometheus, he kneeled before me
And carefully stole from the gods
All that my soul desired, all
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Devious, he approached his hand to me
With the blessing of fire, he’s odd
But careless of himself he’s free
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Prometheus, he lit his lighter
And though he was bleeding tired
He chose to steal the fire
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For me
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Prometheus, he then stared
As I discovered the light
Was in his eyes, he was scared
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As in a long starred night
When Romeo fears Juliet’s death nigh
But not his own demise
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Prometheus, he nothing else feared
Nothing, since nothing I feared
Such was his titanic love
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With gold, he touched my lips
“Too sweet for cigar” he objected
But he always lies while a zippo he strips
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Prometheus, he the gods and Zeus cursed
And they chastised him away
We only have together left today
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My Prometheus, I’ll never forget
That you doomed yourself
Just for my cigarette.
About the Creator
Matt B.
Matias Bohorquez C.
He/Him
Life demands creation.



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