for the angry
the gods are angry
they shake my window
with their boisterous voices
they casue my body to tremble in fear
and my eyes to overspill their salty tears
zeus and his lightning are vengeful tonight
poseidon cares not for his tantrums
hades takes no prisoners
it is war afterall
the waters from the aftermath cleanse the earth
seeping deep
washing out the spilled blood
the gods appetite satieted
and tomorrow they once again fight
a timeless battle
that neither side
knows how to win
This poem is about:
Me