"On Chiron's tail, Ophiuchus sits
Bound outcast from the stars
A man with wit, of untapped charm
He's out of touch with mars
The Tamers fine, loves go with flow
The bend of waters light
But strike his cord, and feel the sting
Of burns from Plutos fright
Ophiuchus knows, he is the key
Of aether's gift to you
Juno knew, from day of birth
His morals would stay true
The serpent man, he gets the ways
Which karma likes to dance
Thru life and death, it's all a game
a snake caught by his trance
He keeps his cards, all to himself
A mask of Jester face.
Always keeping in his tears,
Cast out with snakes, their place.
His healing words, like galaxies
Go on and on in time
They cleanse the soul, free up the mind
They're used to fill this rhyme
The moon tide told, Ophiuchus quick
All of golden Zeus' schemes
How Hades never wanted healed,
And together they'll rule dreams.
The charmer knew, this was foretold
His snakes had told him so,
He tried to swallow all his words
And let go all his woes
Olympus crashed, the dead were rise
His words had made their way
The deepest, darkest, depths of hell
They demanded the gods pay
Ophiuchus watched, from high in-sky
With serpent perched in ear,
And laughed with moon, away from all
The fates destined by fear."
-E.S.J
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem