Agamemnon
Ah woe and well-a-day!
The audience arrives,
disturbed but aware,
knowing the inevitable:
after Hubris, Nemesis.
Win a pointless war.
Return in glory
to a killer wife.
Calculating. Castrating.
The audience knows
your coming fall.
Alas, you don’t.
You arrive to trumpets.
The tapestry is unrolled.
Everything unravels.
The strong man does
what must be done.
A daughter’s death
for a fair wind.
A wind fair enough
to blow you home
to ignoble slaughter.
The Fates do not forget.
Beware the bath.
The sacrificial ax.
Some sins demand
atonement by blood.
Your death admonishes.
The captive princess
eternally ignored,
enters to die.
The son returns,
takes up your seat.
Everything uncertain,
tied up neat.
Adrasteia inevitable.
After Hubris, Nemesis.
The audience departs,
disturbingly satisfied.
Justice waits patiently,
off in the wings.
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