Algol. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

Once you were a beautiful maiden,
living freely in the palace.
The God of the sea saw your beauty
and so he did you malice.

Minerva, the Goddess of war,
saw your plight,
And so to protect you,
she gave you a power,
that killed mens might.

And now your time has come again
with the eclipse in a Taurus moon.
You join them at 25 degrees
And with it bring some doom.

As you turned men into stone,
who crumbled into ash,
your stare will take the throne
once again and take out any trash.

One by one they will fall
as the clock strikes twelve.
Not a sound will be heard,
Not even a bell.

And so when your deed is done,
you are free to roam the Earth again.
As you were before,
So you will be, a beauty amongst men.

Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .20211109