Athena's Song

July 8, 2008
Mother says I should help my friend.
I nod and go.

My friend asks for help.
I nod and point the way.

Father says I must begone.
I nod and sigh.

Artemis asks for advice.
I nod and gesticulate.

My half-sister says I am lucky.
I nod and soothe her pain.

You ask for something I do not wish to give.
I laugh and push you away.

My new friend jokes she could have been my daughter.
I nod, knowing she should have been.

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