STRANGER

A superman whose birth was announced by an angel twice,

Killing a Jungle beast was to him like a game of dice,

"One of a kind" hero who eventually acted unwise,

By clinging to a stranger who tried destroying him trice.

Yet he wouldn't take heed, he continued to dwell in her lies,

And it cost him many things, first of which was his eyes.

She made him become like rice,

To be eaten in the assembly of hearts that don't circumcise.

He might be dead & gone, but his story never dies,

It remains a lesson to the strong & caution to the wise.

Stranger! Oh...strange alien,

By whose hands many mighty have fallen,

Through generations, tales of them remain unforgotten, 

Much to say of them but at this point I draw the curtain.