For She Was Named Victory… Poem by B3k Baylon

I am the Daughter of Ares; God of War… my supremacy can extend even afar. Though you may not see, vengeance in me… I’ll make sure dues are paid; amends and reverence will be made. In his Chariot of Fire, tall and proud, I stand by his side. We favor the brave, and send cowards to their graves. For all the world to see and shall dare not defy; a bloodline undisputed for a legacy as ancient as the sky.

The moments I am not in his presence, I push the battle lust aside to feel peace and its essence… put my spear down and the fiery crown; wander the path towards Morpheus’ abode, and dream about things even mighty deities can’t corrode. Seeking solace and serenity from quills and ink at times; inspired by the Muses and Pan, bring forth ordinary phrases ingeniously rhymed.

Like mortals on Earth and Zephyr spanning such wide berth. Aphrodite in-love, cruising in a cloud drawn by doves. Diana, most enchanting la Lune; still hopes the quiescent Endymion will wake soon… Ah, the constellations dance above, whilst Orion just held up his imposing club; dithering to strike a monstrous beast… in woe, yet forgiving; only a mother could say the least.

However pleasant it all felt, my wondrous musings must come to an end. Father beckons; I can hear the thunderous bellows in my head… with wisps of slumber, and the hours placing blissful weight; I hastily bid Somnus a rueful goodbye, & faked a grateful smile. Terrified of The Warrior’s temper, for he don’t have the patience to sit and wait. I left, tried to hide the tears, lest he sees; I can’t be weak, never…or else my birthright, he will deny.

Hence I took that rightful place by his side, the arrogant emblem of fame. This Daughter of Ares who brought forth Chaos & Pain despite her name…not knowing what future lies beyond for thee, an Offspring of Fire… forever Fearless, so he thought she’ll be…