An Epic Woman

Woman tell me your thoughts
Shall I be the fool and you the teacher?
Am I your Adonis, or do you see a toad.
Chivalry demands that I am your knight without reward,
For my kin is that of Beowulf and Lancelot,
Dragon slayers, so command me.

I am woman I need no gesture, for wisdom lies in
Raindrops hung out to dry on silken cobwebs.
And in the beggar who is happy, while his king sleeps in fear

My kin has blessed me with a rare beauty,
For my reflection rivals that of the queen Of Sheba
My thoughts are entwined with the warrior queen Boadicea,

My tenderness lies in queen Amyitis and her Hanging gardens of Babylon
My passion is that of Cleopatra for Mark Anthony,
And my faith equals that of Mary
.
So beware young Jason, speak from the heart,
Or you will summon queen Kriemhides in me,

For she killed Attila the Hun for less,
This Woman will send you to Phineas
A slave for the the harpies, if you lie,
.
My lady, I have slain the sirens with Lyre music,
For my love for you was greater,
Alexander wept when there were no more worlds to conquer
Achilles killed Hector for Helen,
And King Leonidas defeated the Persian Empire

One glance from you and their deeds fade into oblivion,
Medea the Sorcerer, My mother,
Gave birth to me, for this moment
Woman take my hand and show me your love

Jason of Argo looks into my eyes
For I see the soul of a man

Your shield is heavy to stop you running away.
Your Hero Achilles was slain by a true suitor Paris,
His love for Helen was true.
You deceive all women.

Your Friend the Goddess Hera
Was killed by you,
It is my enslavement you seek, not love.

I send you to the Eighth Circle for Eternity to be whipped by Devils.
For the Harpies deserve better.
And Remember, these words
The Wisdom of King Arthur,

When a Woman you seek, be honest at all times,
No matter what the cost.
And defend her faith, her home,
And her country with your life
For these are the Thoughts of all Women.