Arveent Srirangan

Illusions Of Prometheus

Oh the fabled Prometheus of fame,
Bound to a boulder with links of despair,
The great beast with flight knows not his name,
Yet feasts on the titan with nary a care.

His only act considered a crime,
That cast him to the realms of darkness,
Where he suffers for eternal time,
His moans unheard, his mind so listless,

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