Literature
What an Oxymoron....
I started life from within Love's womb,
destined from the start to rest in Death's own tomb.
Born to be the most traumatized victim, the weakest of all!
Fated to be a hero, always the winner, never to fall.
I was taught to shout "ERES DU KANAS, GODS!"
I was learned to love the dieties, across all odds.
Created to be a genius, the pinnacle of mankind,
Made to be an idiot, a fool with half a mind
Above all else, I am contradictions.
I'm the antonym to my own restrictions.