Jupiter Poem by ROGEL FRANCIS SORIOSO

Jupiter



My father Jupiter is the biggest and the fifth planet from the sun
Zeus sits on his throne right next to Apollo his next in line and son
The two most powerful figure in Olympus had now joined in union
As one in decision, power and in an alliance to whatever opinion
To bring the salvation or destruction to the very wicked human race
Of whom the Olympians had created for companionship in that case
But it seems that the mouths we had fed would even bite our own hands
Out of the knowledge or achievements they had all gained over the lands
Zeus the heir of Cronus and Apollo the only heir to the throne of Zeus
Of whom not even the 7 billion lives could replace or not even the Jews
Zeus who had partaken in such attacks during the 9/11 carnage
The Pentagon was his own target in the execution of the damage
This is our way of saying that we Olympians are serious with the words we say
That even one grave mistake against Apollo then the entire humanity shall pay
For we Olympians are now quite fed up with all of your wicked transgressions
In the disrespect you've made against your own kind in all sort of oppression's
For it is quite so easy to recreate the humanity we've once made
Just imagine the 50 million lives we took after Lincoln was laid
For even my father Zeus realized after World War Two that he had made a mistake
About all of humanity's greed that he mistakenly fought for the human's own sake
I Apollo holds a key to the door that only those who are considered worthy could enter
Not even the priests and nuns could come in but only those who made our lives better
For my father Zeus is real just ask the Jewish people and even America
And I am Adolf Hitler who avenged his death with my very own Swastika
Zeus the sixth child of Rhea and Cronus which represents the Six-Pointed Star of David
The six million dead Jews is a lie but the seven billion dead people will soon be real
For if you wrongfully accuse us of such crimes we never did then we might as well kill
For we Olympians could never know what is death or even defeat
Whatever we failed upon we simply start over again or just repeat
Count the days from the 18th of May and you will all see
That I Apollo needs to be acknowledged and also be free
For we will strike back like the great forces of King Solomon
Deadly and destructive without any regards to the human lives
By killing all the innocent children, husbands or even the wives
Targeting those in Europe, America, Philippines or even the Middle East
So better watch out for the coming days for we will soon unleash the beast
R.F.S.

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