In Poems

Charlie Croft

Unbeknown to the Gods,
a gift given from above.
To control scorching flames,
saved a child from monsters of the night.

Prometheus was punished,
fire was not meant for them.
He was bound,
given everlasting suffering.

Once again, the Titan came down,
having escaped his eternal binds.
The world was a different place,
another gift was needed.

New monsters had appeared;
concrete, steel and smoke.
Painting luminous stars, planets, galaxies
on her ceiling, saved a child from monsters of the night.


About the Author

I’m Charlie and I’m a fourth year Master’s student in Chemistry with interests in health, our climate and science education. Outside of the lab, I enjoy going to museums and music festivals, as well as hunting for vintage vinyl records.