In golden age of godly days,
Zeus on Olympus high,
A world controlled by fickleness
And portents from the sky.
Eros fired an arrow true
But aimed at two apart,
Delighted in his mischief
And laughed at broken heart.
Aphrodite wooed and swooned,
Insidious creeping charm,
Wreaked havoc on all men of worth,
Inflicted them with harm.
Poseidon guarded mighty deep
And trident powered seas.
He roared into the chasms, caves
And harkened not to pleas.
Hades kept all souls within
A haunted, hellish hole.
No one travelled over Styx
To save immortal soul.
Zeus believed all he conceived
And interfered in lust
Meddling so in specious forms.
A god, fornicating and unjust.
So many little entities
And great and powerful ones
Distorting truth and argument
All for godly fun.
The golden days of yesteryear,
In fantasy and flight,
Mesmeric in their poesy
But rarely often right.
And still I read of mighty deeds
And heroes of the past,
For myths and legends so profound
Will captivate and last.
