A myth from the stars,
With Mercury and Mars
Had a beginning and end.
Invented to mend,
A broken dream,
That’s bursting at the seam.
From Greece,
To Ireland.
From Rome,
To Iceland.
Myths stretch on and on.
Till the dawn,
To the end.
Myths will send,
A feeling of joy.
Back when people were barbaric,
And myths were generic.
Thor and Asgard ruled them all,
But set them up to fall.
For the day came of Armageddon.
The gods didn’t know where they were heading.
Most of them died and others ran away.
Who would have a say whether it’s real or not.
All fought,
And all lost.
Where everything was frost.
The world ended just so it could begin.
Are the myths real?
No one will know.
Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 5:55 PM UTC
A myth from the stars,
With Mercury and Mars
Had a beginning and end.
Invented to mend,
A broken dream,
That’s bursting at the seam.
From Greece,
To Ireland.
From Rome,
To Iceland.
Myths stretch on and on.
Till the dawn,
To the end.
Myths will send,
A feeling of joy.
Back when people were barbaric,
And myths were generic.
Thor and Asgard ruled them all,
But set them up to fall.
For the day came of Armageddon.
The gods didn’t know where they were heading.
Most of them died and others ran away.
Who would have a say whether it’s real or not.
All fought,
And all lost.
Where everything was frost.
The world ended just so it could begin.
Are the myths real?
No one will know.
I love mythology!
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