Horus Dab Poem by Earnest Gatuma

Jeez! Those wings got Achilles' heel wishing,
How does Hermes' feet keep him hovering?
Hedonist's contrast over melancholy feelings.

When Alexander the great saw beyond the Mediterranean,
Into the Citrinitas territory,
The gilded paraphernalia,
The critical arsenal,
The price was ironical,
An annex at the Citrinitas' expense,
Alexander was tantamount to a global pandemic,
When the chariot's patent became open source,
What could you possibly tell Alexander the great?
Bucephalus could now throttle,
A shoo in against Norse's vanguard,
Citrinitans would watch helplessly,
Pray to Horus for his bestowed grace,
That they grow wings to flee.