Rise of the Gods

[feveredpoet]

They came from all the ends of Earth, to serve
In building temples, fashioning their idols;
Each man to his own god, and daily taking
Their fill and making merriment before
The table of the gods. Yet, what they sought
They took the more, but were not thankful for
All the gifts bought at the expense of the gods,
And, bolder, never thinking twice to halt.
When, Jove himself burned in anger, and grew bold
Enough to threaten pouring out his wrath
And let the burning flames consume them all.
The Ocean, Earth, and all the other gods
Then gathered at Olympus and held council.
They all agreed that such severe attack,
As to consume with fire the world of men,
Was dangerous enough to pray a halt,
That such intense a flame could spread to heaven,
And they themselves would suffer just as ill
A fate as those mortals upon the surface.
So, Jove agreed and sought another means,
Of which to solve the problem of the hosts
Of men who had gathered in wantonness
To take advantage of the gods to ruin.
When, they agreed as one to gather arms,
And so besiege in might with Wind and Rain,
To flood the world and wash away the lot.


(author's note: this poem was inspired, mainly, besides mythology, by climate change, after noticing all the junk mail i was getting, and thinking of all the ways companies take advantage of natural resources for gain.)