A keresés eredménye

Onisilos

Next to me stood Onisilos
having emerged out of history and legend
in flesh and bones*.
 
The brave leader King
was holding in his hand what he was left with
an empty scull
- his own head-
full of bees.
 
For ten years Onisilos kept sending his bees
to sting us
to awaken us
to deliver a message to us.
 
Ten thousand bees were sent by Onisilos
and they all damned-died on our thick-skin
without us feeling anything.
 
And when the marching steps of the enemies
reached Salamina
Onisilos outraged.
He couldn't stand it anymore.
He grabbed his scull
and smashed it over my head.
 
And i dropped dead.
Inglorious,wrecked
cursed by Onisilos.