Everyday Goddess

Used to be all women rolled into one;
Yet many days I felt like none.

Once able to shine, thought I could sing;
Told you think you know every thing!

Daughter of Zeus and Leda the Swan;
No chicken or quail, a bird to look upon.

Trapped by marriage to a boring man;
First chance to leave I took up and ran--

Vainglorious wings once broken free;
A simple Wooden Horse betraying me.

An end finally came to the war I'd caused;
Whose carnage only serv'd to give me pause

That one face could launch a thousand ships;
Slaughter of young men for a wayward kiss

Igniting all the same Old Men's Wars;
Those who never learn from bloody shores.

My husband Menalaeus came at night;
Claimed his Queen of Sparta as his Divine right

Drew back his sword and swore an oath--
How long will it take this bitch to roast?

I stood steadfast prepared to die;
But no Goddess ever dares to cry

Swallowed hard pulled back my robe;
Exposed my heart remained composed.

Beauty and honor moved his sword away;
His wife once again I became.

*Helen of Troy

Now I scratch my head and my nose;
My skin is dry between my toes.

Its true all they say about a rose--
Yet she dares want more than to be a rose

Though others envy or prize it highly;
She prefers to be another thing entirely.