Philoctetes Poem by Lionara S.t.m.o.l

Philoctetes



Hold on hands a treasure, all our virtues
Be careful to not wasting them, but overcoming the limits
You give away to friends and yours, but never to your enemies
But they need it more, to bring peace
Your body though rotted, your enemy will heal it

This is a translation of the poem Φιλοκτήτης by Lionara S.T.M.O.L.
Saturday, October 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: health,hope,mythology,philosophical ,psychological,treasure
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[Inspiration from 'Philoctetes' by Sophocles]

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