Apollo knows not why the sun
sank below the horizon and came undone
Zeus has smelled the shame of Olympus
because the world below only gets worse
Hephaestus’ steel has gone blunt
The sword of greed is on the hunt
Arachne’s yarn spins without art
The garment is worn with hate in the heart
Poseidon feasts with the stormy Titans’ bunch
as the ship of peace has irredeemably sunk
Artemis runs wild with the curse
that children are reared by materialism’s nurse
Ares is bitterly perplexed by the feuds
His courage by man is misconstrued
O Hermes, grant us the wisdom
of collective will in this ruthless season
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