Modern Day Cassandra

(04/24/22)

my father cursed me a false prophet

to everyone but ourselves.

and yet

even i could not believe

the truths i told.

for they would always be

his words.

he was my oracle

and i his messenger,

for in his image i will inevitably become.

however, he is the prophet

and i

the cruel, hysteric, parody

of his menacing form

begging to be heard

by anyone

outside

of

myself