Oedipus Journal #4

Due to the sucess of my last poem, I decided to write another about the entire story of Oedipus.

King Oedipus, a Tribute

Just a man to the Gods,
but nearly a God to men.
The Sphinx couldn't best him,
He is the King.

Apollo's word reaches his ear:
Banish the murderer, and this
plague won't last another year.
The King looks, the King searches,
he recruits help for the cause.
A blind man speaks openly to him,
saying you are the one who must be
banished from your own land.

How could this be? He is the King.
The blind King, enraged, dismisses
the Prophet for his lack of respect.
The King however will find out,
that he is less all-seeing than he knows.

His people stand behind him.
Being the accused, he must find the
real murderer of the old King.
He will soon find out that the murderer
shares his clothes and his home,
his sword and his bed, and his eyes,
still clouded.

A realization bursts open the door:
King Oedipus is the murderer.
His father the victim, and both
victim and murderer share a wife.
the father is dead, the wife has
hanged her self. And the son, the
Great King, has blinded his eyes
permanentley, so that they may
no longer see the pain he has brought
onto himself.