The foretold prophecy that could change my life,

the first, a girl, the second, a boy, would overthrow me,

I had no choice but to swallow Metis, my love. forgive me.

days later my heartbreak was over. soon replaced by headaches.

my crazy son sliced my head open, the pain faded and my daughter

was born, jumped out, full in armour.

Her name was Athena, sweet, beautiful but smart,

She gave me wisdom… she gave the whole world wisdom.


By Stephanie L.

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