Take your beauty away,

for I cannot bear the thought of enslavement

in your hands let alone the loving

smile you show me, a mortal man.

 

A man of weakness, of flaws and frailties

all bound up in the heart of a selfish tyrant

who wishes that she was free to sample

a world in which the Gods despise

and in which this slave is bound by misfortune

and terror.

 

Stupid, forever cursing the insanity

of choice, the meanest thimble protecting

the pricking of the set out time