King Cyrus the Great
CYRUS II - THE GREAT
KING CYRUS THE GREAT
So; here comes the story of that, King Cyrus the Great
Whose history for some of us is still well up for debate
But; it’s such a darn good story, it well deserves a rate
King Cyrus; born 601 BC, to give us all a historical date
Under some weird strange circumstances, one may say
Because; his grandpa, had a prediction one strange day
Where he sees, the now King Cyrus, rise up against him
Poor old Cyrus, a child yet to be born was now bad jinn
So the old grandpa; Astyages, in fear hatches up a plan
As orders Mandane' his pregnant daughter off his land
And gives Harpagus instructions to kill the child at birth
Who in his distaste, or laziness, was not to full of mirth
So passing the task onto shepherd Mithradates, no less
Who passes, his own stillborn onto Astyages in distress
Mithradates; then rears, the young Cyrus up as his own
As to everyone else; the secret kept to others unknown
That was until a King is King no matter what Cyrus rose
10 years old, a nobleman son, in a game did he oppose
This was just unknown for a mere shepherd’s son to do
Cyrus Dad Mithradates, was called, with no further ado
Who as confesses; to the changeover, of Cyrus at birth
Which rages King Astyages into doing something worse
Young Cyrus was sent home to be with his true parents
Whilst on poor Harpagus; revenge was as now hell sent
King Astyages had Harpagus son killed and then cooked
Then; unknowing to Harpagus fed, to bring him to book
The only good thing this story is supposed to be a myth
Revenge is sort later, as with Astyages’s last deadly kiss
So Astyahes; had Harpagus, lead against Cyrus's troops
Harpagus as defected, another of Astyahes little boops
Cyrus; as predicted, rose up against Astyages, and won
But being a strange one, King Cyrus was yet to be done
Spares his old grandpa and shook hands than slaughter
We are friends, and then promptly married his daughter
Which means in effect; he married, one of his own aunts
By doing so the King Cyrus was more than a smarty pants
With all kingdoms owned, Cyrus owned some prime lots
But was King Cyrus, ever really happy, with all he has got
As Babylonia here really deserves a well worthy mention
As to religious divides were never his malicious intention
Even allowed the Jews to go home and build their temple
Then showing religious intolerance with his own example
If there was ever a myth, then this had to be the greatest
Those Jews surely deserved a BAFTA, as I heard the latest
As didn’t they turn up with a scroll, & say Cyrus look here
Was written 170 years ago, and look, your name appears
After all you have done, it was all by our God’s command
You were nuffin’, but his tool, I hope you can understand
Don’t you just have to give it all, to those arty Jewish folk
It was our God that had this in the bag like some bad joke
And to why you cannot believe a word those Jews wrote
Cyrus was God’s anointed, someone is pulling at my goat
Anything to take the all creds from old King Cyrus himself
Who built his empire on his own credit, & his own stealth
Cyrus in his worth had created as something on this earth
That far excessed God, than his jumped up plans of mirth
He created the as garden of Paradise in his own backyard
Did well by all accounts, it on God it must have been hard
As his Garden of Eden fell apart before it even got started
It must have left God, a mere more than down heartened
Decided to put a claim on Pasargadae, as if, his own work
By getting it added into his storyline by some Jewish clerk
Cyrus. ruled the biggest empire, ever known in the world
And, to all religions under his rule, was happy to preserve
He also wanted control of Egypt, but we will never know
As Cyrus died, so his quest for Egypt, became, a no show
CYRUS THE GREAT- PART 2
Some say that Cyrus; departed, from this life peacefully
That in his tomb in Pasargadae; lived his death blissfully
That was; until Alexander the Great, came to be around
On finding his tomb raided; he was more than, astound
Alexander; did his best to patch the tomb back to good
He had so admired, King Cyrus; from his own childhood
Cyrus who I only presume he got all his inspiration from
Who; strangely made sure the Persian Empire was gone
One of the ways that Cyrus may have kicked the bucket
That is was Tomyris; a Massagetean Queen, who dunnit
Cyrus wanted Tomyris hand in marriage, and her realm
But Tomyris, was keeping her hands tightly to the helm
Cleverly; got old King Cyrus, to fight on her own ground
That as military judgment goes, this was not very sound
But he put his shot of cleverness in as enraged Tomyris
By getting Spargapises, and his troops fed, then dissed
Cyrus troops returned and, slaughtered them all by fall
This is to where clever King Cyrus, made the wrong call
Spargapises was Tomyris’s son, she wants Cyrus’s head
And, is not prepared to rest, until King Cyrus was dead
As Cyrus death was nigh and to Tomyris the battle won
On decapitated his head revenged the death of her son
If only King Cyrus, had stuck to his hobby, of gardening
Then just stayed with all those Persian rugs, bargaining
But as any king, King Cyrus just wanted a little bit more
Hence; as to why the beggar, just wasn't here anymore
Indiana Shaw . . . : )
Copyright © Indiana Shaw | Year Posted 2020
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