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Hydra Rogers-Barnes

Poems

preservationman Oct 2016
A birth that was meant too be
It was strength surrounding the solid key
Our story involves Zeus
He was a God who sat High
His eyes were on the Earth below being living creatures such as I
Yet very powerful, mysterious and magical
Hercules was Zeus Son
A man having strength that will conquer the odds of many
The mythical uncanny
But Hercules has many tasks to perform
Before anyone can be considered a champion, there are feats being the norm
The test of one’s strength and withstanding endless struggles
Well some of the citizens of Elis had doubts that Hercules even existed and felt it was on a legend story
But far more than lightening bolts being the glory
Hercules proved over and over, he was more than muscles and brawn, but had a heart of gold that would always last
Hercules once lifted a statue that a mire mortal could never do weighing a ton
He was his own man among
Hercules illustrated he didn’t have a heavy heart, but strength in aiding the weak in lifting the burdens
Yet Hercules would be faced with many challenges beyond measure
One task would be defeating the Hydra, a two headed Monster
How does one being so small and having strength, but the challenge against something so large?
It will take tack, skill and a precision plan in order to defeat the Hydra into victory
So Hercules picked up a club and anything else that was available to think of
At first, it looked like Hercules was wearing down the Hydra, but the Hydra kept getting its second wind
It wasn’t until then
Hercules then applied intense strength on the Hydra, and the Monster finally crumbled down to the ground
There wasn’t any longer of the Hydra’s sound
Later it became task after task
But Hercules continued to reign supreme
Hercules became a champion, and his own king with the deliverer of strength and the defender of the weak.
The Dragon steals the waters of life,
The Dragon steals the waters of life,
  The Dragon steals the waters of life,


a Hydra eats those who lie.


This is the story of
                          Darr-en Gunn,
His life was a
                             short-en-ed one.
While hunting some snakes
                                           having no lucky breaks.
Found himself consumed by a
                                                               ­   gi-ant one.

Was warned of one snake,
                                           the seven-headed Drake.
Found himself consumed by a
                                                               ­  gi-ant one.
In Old Foggie swamps lies a place
                                                           ­      he haunts.
With a hunter digesting in a
                                                               ­ Dra-gon!


The Dragon steals the waters of life,
The Dragon steals the waters of life,
 The Dragon steals the waters of life,


a Hydra eats those who lie.


All children should learn  
                                                         ­                    of a swamp that churns.
In a place where they say
                                                                 the wa-ter burns!
Hy-dra is originally Sy-dra. 'Sy' meaning 'thief' and 'Dra' meaning water so the Hydra is a water-thief. IE: it burns up the waters of life. 'Dragon' in Proto-Indo-European(the first language) was spelled 'Dher Ghen.' So "Darren," is Dher Ghen with the 'G' silent.
DJKearney  Oct 2016
Hydra
DJKearney Oct 2016
When I was but a small boy
I heard the tale of Hercules (or Heracles and whatever else he is called by historians)
But his name was, by no stretch of the imagination, what stood out in his story.
Rather it was his mighty deeds – his labours overcome.
His trials which bound him and
The actions he took to vault the obstacles.

He reminded me often of Samson
Wearing a lion’s pelt as he wandered the earth.
He reminded me of God himself
Holding up the earth on his divine shoulders.

Now only one trial does stand out.
The heads of Hydra.
A bold serpent of many heads, was Hydra.
He did make a mockery of nature and of God.
For each head that was killed, cut off,
Two rose to avenge it
All tainted with each a pestilent maw only Beelzebub could devise.

A problem that seems solved is only taking time
To double its mass;
To treble its fortification;
To quintuple its chance of eating alive its victim,
Who by fighting only makes it multiply again.
It would seem better to defend oneself and
Wait for the beast to tire or
If it would not
To find some means of escape.
Only a brave man could stand and fight until he had somehow won,
Not knowing how such a victory would come about.

Hercules, I recall, did defeat Hydra,
Though I know not how.
I wish I did know.
How valuable such knowledge is.


*By Dominic J. Kearney