Hubris Poem by Oke Christopher

Once, we bore news,
News of a new god to lead men
He was made unlike them
Made to see farther and unseemly acts to hem
To him we gave ten,
Ten to love, ten to guide as Zeus
He grew sprite and strong
Knowing all, loving them all
To him we revealed faults
And in him he kept vaults
With him all were safe, saved from every fall
His reign was gold, but as Solomon he had one wrong
His task was to herd the sheep
To lead them to green grass
And teach them how to be
But to be one of them chose he
As the empathy of soap and grass
His empathy ran too deep
In his pride,
His confidence of invincibility,
He lost his hide
And was cursed with fleeting mortality.