Original - June 2024

Hermes, Hermes,
What’s it today?
You provoke them, spewing the things that you say.
Talking misfortunes in an upbeat way;
skewing perception -
boastful display.

Moving, persuading, audiences of your play,
could not have anticipated the anguish at bay.
‘A catalyst,’ You’d proclaimed,
iris shadows the dismay.
The windows to your soul are in shambles…
“Right this way!”

Sails winding paths where memories lay.
Nostalgic glimpses, a price to pay.
“Farewell, false wise one. Hope you took time to pray.”