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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required ***************************************** The First Gathering, The Wrath, The Return Of Zeus ( "Wherein Fate and Destiny Reign Over Blind Worship ) Else the throngs of mortals find the truth, teeming in the angry hordes they may, forget to pay alms and worship us all, instead learn to burn their own flame; Dare they become gods of their own creation, rule as they may with greater might see in the night sky a greater heaven with blinded power plot another course- once lit the fires of power will never cease our reign will quickly fade! Then spoke Ares, brothers the answer is war we must teach them war is the way that greed and lust are to be glorified that obtaining ever greater wealth the true goal, we dare not do otherwise Aphrodite then rose, Her beauty awed even the Gods, She laughed and declared war is not the answer we must gift those of mortal flesh love, carnal pleasures and nights of heavenly delights they may then build more temples in my name and marvel at our divine wisdom Hera could stand no more, how dare they ignore her power not consult her in this new game knowing mighty Zeus was galaxies away She sought to gain more influence with the lesser Gods as her jealousies were legion and her heart as cold as the frozen North she bellowed, punish them is the way plagues and pestilence to ride along with- War let Death exert its powers! Phobos and Deimos next rose to speak, in unison favoring Hera's dark call and their father's passion for - War singing of the beauty of blood and gore the humbling of all mankind that they would again pray to the mighty gods look to Olympus and bow in enslavement; At that moment, a lightning bolt struck the temple pillars from above an angry voice roared - Cease! you have angered he that must never be challenged I Zeus, will allow none of your wicked schemes bow now to me, so my wrath may subside and banishment from Olympus may not be on your heads As all bowed, Zeus appeared, with his blazing sword drawn these earthbound creatures of weaken flesh are mine war is allowed only when I command Ares, leave now else the fires of my wrath I may sate as Ares fled, Hera hurriedly walked away Phobos and Deimos begged for forgiveness mighty Zeus calmed. Below the city saw the fires of the volcano erupt the citizens all fell into a panic crying out, mighty Zeus please save us suddenly the eruptions ceased the masses raced into the temples giving thanks and paying alms Zeus smiled and said, now graze on the bounty below know this, your time shall come war and death will be your swords greed and lust shall rule and you too will then feel the pain and the immense darkness of being gods! Then Death spoke, Zeus, you live a thousand years as a day your time shall one day come my power shall vanquish yours enjoy this fleeting moment for yours and man's future holds many surprises. Silence reigned, centuries flew by and in the echoes of yesterdays dark whispers and sadness in hidden realms hold sway. Robert J. Lindley, 1-20-2021 Classicism, ( A tale born of inspiration and poetic musings ) Note - My having yesterday read Keith O.J. Hunt's magnificent poem titled, "Land of the seven suns" stirred my soul and woke my muse. When my muse shouted wake from thy abandonment of hope, Pick up pen and let the dead gods of old speak! I was shocked at the passion the muse displayed' And with some apprehension did as I was bade to do. Giving thanks to my dear friend Keith. Such inspiration is indeed A golden gift. Quotes: Zeus does not bring all men’s plans to fulfillment. – Homer Chorus: Zeus, who guided men to think who laid it down that wisdom comes alone through suffering. Still there drips in sleep against the heart grief of memory; against our pleasure we are temperate. – Aeschylus In times of dread, artists must never choose to remain silent. – Toni Morrison
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