Twelve Labors
By Reid Laurence
Tue, 27 Sep 2011
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In punishment now
My labor be done
By Heaven divine
Conviction is won
Twelve efforts twelve years
Too much to conceive
With club and a bow
Although I'm bereaved
The mighty enforce
Has stolen the day
From King and alike
And naught but to say...
"I've finished these deeds
You've asked to perform
I must go back home
And weather the storm
A family gone
Now shredded to tears
The labor undone
I go face my fears"
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