The Minotaur - poem

The Minotaur, the one that breeds, consuming all, on which it feeds, bringing all, under control,
Controlling all, the only goal,
As we cannot, resist his stare,
Attracted by, his heart of care,
Until he grips, our throat, so tender,
Choking, squeezing, life, so weak,
All until, his rage, released,
As our only life, escapes,
With our true love, for him, he takes.