Myths Of Greece Poem by ENOCH JOHN

Many aeons ago when at the dawn of time,
And early man had spoken his first rhyme,

For the sloping mountains had stood in their places,
When the sun radiant in its glory shone on men's faces.

The fields blossomed with their beautiful flowers,
For the God of Heaven had shown His great powers.

Homer's Iliad and Odyssey like lively springs,
Filled with rich Grecian mythology it rings.

Who would've thought that on Ilium's windy plain,
These daring adventures would bring such pain.

A roaming king and his pretty ageing wife,
Whom he left amidst all that unholy strife,

For suitors after her hand diligently sought,
Eating all noble Telemachus' food they hadn't bought.

O! How he prayed for his father Odysseus to come,
To deliver his household from these vermin and scum.