Mother's fury
Mother was not happy!
No resorces for replenishment left for she.
The iron gates of Tartarus opened;
dark realm of Hades released upon we.
Ordered now ancients from the deep sea!
Poseidon had been awoken from deep slumber;
angrily thrust his trident did he!
Oceans now tsunamis of impending desasters;
maelstorms cast by Zeus also there be!
No defence... punishment for Earths plunder await we...
The 'hundred handed’, once defenders, now conspititors;
Mothers orders... “defend me”...
Cataclysms rampaged in response to our evils;
cries of desperation whimpered humans that still be.
“why o why” was asked, but knew like of we!
Monuments of human species dismantled;
levelled, expanses left for rebuild of we!
Only now, the 'Conch-shell horn’ of Triton sounded;
calm again were tempests of sky, and sea!
Mother in anger had spoken... now what we?
(2014)
