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Thunderstorm

On this night

The king-god Zeus does battle

With the titans of old.

The sky is livened

By his hurled bolts of lightening.

Their targets simply

Unseen to the mortal eye.

 

The calm is shattered

By the clash of thunderbolt

On stone and molten rock.

Our protector, he remains.

Though many have forgotten him

To myth, legend, and lore

We have forgotten the safety

That his lightning strikes provide.

 

On sunny days

Cloudless nights

We are allowed to forget his ways.

But on this night

In these dark and stormy hours,

The true believers remember.

That Zeus has watched over us

For millennia. Battling an unseen

War, waged in the tales of old

But carried out before our eyes.

 

We must recall that he,

The one King-God, Zeus, has

Watched over us dutifully since time

Before time before memory.

He has kept us safe

From the titans of old.

And the lightening strikes

Remind us of stories untold

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Written by
PoetWritesAB
Published
Jul 27, 2014
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#god#fairy#tale#memory#king#forgotten#history#lightening#zeus#thunderstorm
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