Damn son I’ve been living a lie
I feel like
I wanna break down and die.
Slept with my mother
Made her my lover
Now I gotta go and
stab out my eyes.
Taken away, met for a hearse
Shepard found me, brought me in
Gave me
life once again.
That riddle of the Sphinx
Whoda thunk, it was all just a jinx?
Cursed by gods with a foul plan
Don’t know what I did
To deserve this fate
It turns out
I’m the one that I hate.
There’s no happy ending, to this tale
Nothing I can do, to avail
The deeds that I’ve done
Shoulda been a nun
But that ain’t my story,
Real life is gory
And now my face looks
Like chicken cacciatore.
6 comments:
I loved this!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks! I had fun writing it.
I stumbled over some Oedipus poetry, and this was such an awesome work! I enjoyed reading them, and seeing the thoughts that made this.
Thank you anonymous. It's perhaps more like a freestyle rap than a poem, but I suppose some rap can be considered poetry and vice-versa.
I tried to loosely sum up the play in a poem that had attitude and bordered on the ridiculous.
i had to do a presentation on oedipus in lit class (i'm an 8th grader in jamaica)this helped a lot.
Glad it could help you out!
Post a Comment