Labors of Mortal Man (Inspired by Hercules 12 Labors)
I am nothing but a mortal man,
Who is tied with the labors of Hercules himself.
But I, who is not the mighty Hercules,
Tries to compete with him,
In my own little existence.
I get over a hill to only climb a mountain,
I cross over a river to only cross an ocean,
I walk a thousand miles to only walk a thousand more,
And after a few dozen times,
My soul can't do it anymore.
The vengeful Herra,
The prideful Eurystheus,
Couldn't kill the hero Hercules.
But the sin of love,
Did the deed.
Now what will happen to us mere mortals,
Without any superhuman strength,
Who are born with our own labors,
That we must contend,
To become Hercules himself.