Sisyphus' Tale
A modern, poetic retelling of a timeless myth. Sisyphus’ Tale contemplates endurance, despair, rebellion, and the spark of transcendence within endless struggle.
SISYPHUS' TALE
Father tempus fugit although I deserve no compassion
I can boast cheating Death in a most original fashion
The punishment fits the crime my chore is never done
Pushing Jocky up the hill I can assure you is no fun
An eternity of incessant labour such is my lot
A lad insane am I who has simply lost the plot
A rebel without a cause a misfit with no agenda
A figment of mythology an ageless young pretender
To whom do I lament the severity of the sentence ?
To whom do I confess the sincerity of repentance ?
Unless my plight were to serve as the final paradigm
Of a journey to glory from ridiculous to sublime
Inque tuo sedisti Sisyphe saxo a moment of relief
Afford memories of a distant past albeit rather brief
Upon my buddy boulder vistas of Gardens of Eden abound
Today some strange stirring I espy from atop the mound
Agitation elation trepidation everywhere to be seen
I know not what all this commotion is supposed to mean
Curiosity piques my every nerve and courses up my spine
Hope floods my mind with stunning visions of a fresh design
Having sweet Fanny Adams to lose but everything to gain
Willing instant relief as a decree to sham pain
Ears razor sharp, the crunch can all over be heard
Catch 22 Ubu and Camus unite to deride the absurd
Surrounded by naked Sirens my manhood as hard as rock
The shrill cries pulverise my loyal companion Jock
Where did all these damn nymphs come from wonder I ?
The dust spells out a memo from the Catcher in the Rye
Sweet liberation beckons in this blessed month of September
The Thirteen will descend a choice to make and remember
When the sun rises in the West and declines in the East
You might come to understand the nature of the Beast
When the moon splits in two day and night deceived
The cycles that you cling to never again retrieved
When the crack in the ocean rocks the sturdiest ship
Summon all your inner might and come crack the whip
When bountiful Nature’s mutiny pulls on the trigger
You will muster the vitality to go forth and transfigure
When the XIII-tier Pyramid cedes under the sands of time
Take a nightboat to Cairo the bells commence to chime
When fire begins to rage from the highest peaks
A choice will have to be made within seventy weeks
Whichever way it goes I honestly couldn’t give a twopenny fuck
From an eternity of labour I have finally become unstuck
Flip a coin if you will to plot a destiny unorthodox
Bluff the hands of fate by playing carrot in the box
My work is done my rendition to you I do relay with ease
Excuse me if you will I just have so many NILFs to please