Epigoni: Antimachus of Teos

A tale of cruel men,
Once lost will be told again,
An era of war from crawl to a cane,
A life horrors enough to drive one insane,
Struggles against untold loss and pain,
And tears that vanish with the rain,
Not a word do I have to feign,
Countless men were slain,
In search of a glory to attain,
But oaths of men are their bane,
Their great victories rendered vain,
For it is vengeance that flows in vein,
Blind to threat that lurks beneath a mane,
These sons of slain fathers could not abstain,
And soon you will hear the old tale again,
The oath bound necessity of all men,
And how tears vanish with rain,
Story I bore witness with my cane,
So sit and listen for the lesson to gain,
Drink and feast until there is not one stain,
Let us all celebrate memory of once great men.