The Oracle

Once an Oracle warned of danger to the King of Thebes

For his life and for his child

So from the crib he took his new-born son

Gave him to a herdsman with orders he should kill him

But the herdsman, filled with pity

Could not kill the child but left him tied against a tree

Found by a peasant who took him to his masters

Where he was adopted: Oedipus they named him

After many years the King was travelling

When his way was blocked by a chariot

He ordered him to move away

But because he was slow to obey

They killed his steed

The stranger, enraged, murdered the King

The stranger's name was Oedipus

He, unaware, had killed his father

Little did he know he would soon be King

So the prophecy reached fulfilment

The warning of the Oracle had had its way.