Sometimes she wrecks things just because she can.
A goddess sometimes has to show her power.
You draw that card – and lightning strikes a tower
that tumbles. If you thought you had a plan
it’s over. Oscar crazy for the boy
who wrecked him. Or Francesca with the book
that sent her off to Hell with one shy look
at her brother-in-law. And then there’s Troy
talking of fallen towers. She caused all that
ten years of war, young heroes in their graves
wives and grandmothers killed or sold as slaves.
She wanted to be fairest, like some brat
wants sweets and throws a tantrum in the street
then sat back smug and bloodstained in her seat.