In Ancient Greek it’s Heroic Hexameter

By Joe Petrulionis

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Tell us Goddess of the days we’ll hold…

“The immortals count them and you'll never be told.

But far below earth a shade you’ll be

As memories fade and bodies leave. 

A nice exit, no, you mortals get? 

No long goodbyes, no eternal regrets. 

But back on earth, while songs are sung

And glories logged in clay, skin, paper, and electro-magnetic rust

Your feats may be recalled, your names stay at hand

As your emboldened family reaches promised lands.”