Artemis Poem by Aarushi Chatterjee

O bloodthirsty centaur with cloven hooves
A sharp-man's torso, heavy-jowled face
Cast aside your spear, and come forth
Bow at my feet with your horsy grace!

For I am Artemis, goddess of the wild
Take me not, through my looks, as a mere child
These stubby fingers can wield a bow
Sharper, and finer, than the Radiant Apollo

These stiff-necked arrows that can shoot down deer
With the supple ease of who stands here
Before you, hail her, Goddess of the Hunt
Beware, her spear lies by her side, not blunt!

And yet, this Goddess whom fierce lions fear
Can give life to slain fledglings and make vines grow
Forests bloom as her form walks
Through the evergreen stalks, emitting a silvery glow.

So cast aside your ego, she can smash it all
Her able Hunters lie back in thrall
A movement awry and you shall sprawl
Biting the dust, in a blood red shawl!