Cancer

byfridayam©

He tweaked a Herculean toe,
was booted into Space and
belittled by the Gods for
botching his chance:
catastered but cashiered,
stripped of glory.

Ashamed by defeat, dishonour,
he found, by some linguistic twist,
his name given over to
disease, distress and death:
no shell is thick enough to bear
such malignity.

The Dark Sign hunkers down,
too armoured to be hurt,
too hurt to care for armour,
hiding in the gaily crowded sky .

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by DawnJ04/06/14

Another clever poem

I enjoy the way your mind seems to work. :) It makes for fascinating reading. Who knew this would be about an astrological sign? I certainly didn't till the last stanza. That's definitely a smartmore...

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