Zeus Poem by Mark Heathcote

A slave ship cut adrift, a castaway
A constellation of the Milky Way
I sail for P Cygni the Northern Cross
The body of Christ; with prayers at a loss

A man who has fallen and bled away
Cries an ocean for a plank, a gangway
Leda was seduced and took to her roost;
But I was left a broken man reduced

To tears of torture the very second
My façade fell and no longer beckoned
I too felt mortal and divine at times
I didn't realise the sins of my crime.
Penalties befitting the depth I'd sunk
Opening Pandora's box her sealed trunk.