Where did they hide a punch clock in the timeless solace?
Or did they hide it all?
Perhaps it’s difficult to see some mornings?
We walked together to the school bus-stop, Billie Jean and I,
…she seemed to have a thing for me although I don’t know why?
I had a birth deformity; my feet were horned like snakes,
…a scaly-green monstrosity that locked away my heart and mind,
…so that; like the time clock, no one would ever see me.
Even the trip to doctors in Thebes, it only made it worse,
...all the children in my town found out, and said that I was cursed,
An ancient Greek named Urias claimed;
That tranquil purple’s peaceful dawn had hid a pitcher of lies,
And Zeus’ anger at the act brought down lightning from the skies,
…and struck down the people just like me against a ballad of rainbow fusion sunrise.
For the dreamy cosmos exercises as the pantomime he realizes,
…the many fancies of his disguises that the panoptic mind has in its surmises,
And in their parrying fall the distended fragments of the egg,
…formed some like me who were formed quite queer, said to come from Apulian’s nightly fall of fear.
Glass-bottled visions of events not clear all framed in a circle of Plato’s Great Year.
My feet the scaly-green monstrosity which sealed my heart and mind,
Billie said it was a gift from that Great Old Father Time,
A spring of rocks, a great mountain, a whirlpool and a navel,
I guess one day I’ll become them all, if and when I’m able!
Ancient Greeks believed that a war in the heavens occurred and the original, "giants," of the Earth had been destroyed during it. One ancient author described something unusual about them, their feet, which had claws.
Today, "modern," science calls them dinosaurs and said that a weapon from heaven destroyed them. I like the Greek version better.