Polyphemus

<br>I sit in a darkness more deep than my cave<br>And curse the bold hero who gave me my grave<br>For no one will fear when they see this blind fool<br>To leave me alive was a torment most cruel<br><br>Chorus: I once was a Giant, but now I`m a craven<br> My dirge is the song of white sheep and black raven<br> I curse the brave man who would not stand and fight<br> But who gave me to death when he put out my sight<br><br>He sharpened my stick while I slept unafraid<br>Then burned it red-hot in the fire I had made<br>He stabbed it down into my eyelid so deep<br>He robbed me of sight as he robbed me of sleep<br><br>My sheep when to pasture and never returned<br>The coals are so cold where my bonfire once burned<br>I hear the birds call as the night gathers near<br>And folds me in silence as deep as my fear<br><br>I sit in the cold and the night of the blind<br>And curse that foul captain and all man-unkind<br>I pray he will wander as I never can<br>And wish for the sight of his own kin and clan<br><br>The sheep on the hillsides call lost in the night<br>They cannot be gathered by one without sight<br>The ravens are waiting on branches nearby<br>To pluck at my bones when I lay down and die<br><br><br><br>Words and music: Kathy Mar<br><br>Copyright 1986 Kathy Mar