MY HERCULES

In a world where some see only disease,
I’m still in search of my Hercules.
A man of myth he’s not to me.
He’s more than god-like, my destiny.

Powerful arms that hold me tight,
a massive body, and teeth pearly white.
Not just a myth, but very real to me,
he fights evilness to the death if need be.

My Hercules stands tall and proud,
and in his world only peace is allowed.
Gone are emptiness, pain, and strife.
Joy, love, and devotion in my Hercules’ life.
More than a myth, he’s my Hercules.