Of the bastard’s own son
From whom men do come
Of his cousin pure
Where come women, for sure
Of that rival of mine
Who does me undermine
Of how heros did start
From whom many take heart
-Oh Halcyon Muses nine-
For your version I simply haven’t the time
While this tale I don’t want to tell
‘Tis better than what I fear you would sell
For once again he got his own way
For once again he ruined my day
So shall I try, while singing my best,
To say how came the age that’s most blest
Prometheus Would Not Let Me See Through This
Anger – entrapped – the truth I can’t hide
Help was required, no matter my pride
So swift was not the destruction of man
As with others I needed to plan
For my goal of extinction one did not care
Though he was not of my council – he’ll never be there
‘Twas Prometheus who did thusly object
‘Twas he who wished to humans protect
Knowing that him I would choose not to hear
He sought to protect those he held dear
So even bound his scheming persisted
And the help of Dream his planning insisted
Thus in sleep, he to her spoke
He hurriedly hurried before he awoke
“Oh beautiful Dream who does in minds dwell
What that’s new to you can I possibly tell?
“To anyone are you free to roam
No one place must you call home
“But wait – Zeus plans to humanity kill
Then you’ll be trapped, then you’ll be still
“If only we could somebody keep
But what can I do? I am helpless and weak”
Before he continued she let out a scoff
And speaking did cut him right off
“That you think me this dumb, it does frankly apall
You have a plan, why else would you call
“Of me just say what you need
Clearly I’ll help, you don’t have to plead”
He smiled then at the ease of this task
But in his success there was no time to bask
“To Deucalion, my son, you now need to go
There’s something to him that you do have to show
“For I know you can leave knowledge in mind
And for a raft, in mine, plans you can find
“As to destroy all the people that be
I’m sure that Zeus will raise up the sea
“Thus that boat can save he and his wife
And then we can show them the way to make life”
Understanding his plans she gave a quick nod
It seemed it would work – it didn’t seem flawed
So off and away Dream did then fly
And once more, alone, Prometheus did lie
But she did do what she’d been told
She followed the plans, of Prometheus, bold
To Deucalion she appeared whilst in his bed
And left some ideas deep in his head
Thus, when he awoke he knew of my plan
He knew what to build to do what he can
So he together with Pyrrha, his love
Protected themselves from all us above
And though the craft was not much to behold
It’s design was perfect, it would no water hold
Only Hephaestus could have thought of one better
Then the betraying bastard who thought himself clever
So when the seas I started to swell
His plot Prometheus knew would go well
At last, that pair, they climbed into their boat
And above my wrath they started to float
But as the wind and water pushed forth and back
Their courage did fail, hope did they lack
But soon, by chance, to the north they did drift
Where was a sight that their spirits did lift
The twin peaks of Parnassus rose up in the air
Nothing could be any more fair
Luck did then allow them to ground
While thunder all ‘round did crack and resound
So when at last they got a good chance to rest
More knowledge, Dream, did in them invest
The secret, the blessing, to of humans make more
Into their minds did she then bore
So in the morning when did the waters recede
Those two did a new people seed
For they followed his method perfected before
‘Twas easy – ‘twas in no way a chore
Man from Earth Prometheus had made
So the same of his son then he had bade
He mixed his blood with mud from the ground
And was shocked at what he then found
Arose from the muck many new men
Many new cousins did he have then
Pyrrha then followed, doing the same
But from her ‘twas women that came
And as I made sure that all them did die
Them on the mountain then I did spy
Ready for murder I raised up my arm
But when I saw who it was I couldn’t them harm
For Deucalion, that right bastard’s son
He’d warned me of Lycaon – he was that one
He was righteous and honourable true
To kill him – it just wouldn’t do
So I decided, for then, to leave them alone
So, together, they could build a new home