by Z. I. Sadeq
Take my hand Pentheus
Together we’ll run through fields
And swim in cool streams
Laugh while the gilly fish bite our toes
Pentheus take my hand
Together we’ll pick blackberries and honeysuckles
And run through the woods
Shout at our long shadows
Take my hand Pentheus
For I won’t tell Mother
We might grow horns as satyrs
Dancing with nymphs
Set aside your laurel wreath
O! Pentheus
Abide with me in unity
Camp with me and the earth
And starry sky
King Pentheus