Sunday, December 9, 2012

Ares and Mars




It is on the battle field,
Where each god holds a shield,
At the other, looking viciously,
Awaiting the signal to attack ferociously!

Ares, Greek god of war!
Mars, Roman god of war!
Both gods of destruction,
Their wrath makes choking combustion!

The signal sounds,
And the battle begins,
And all around
Are gods drinking gin.

Slash!
Thrash!
Cheers!
Jeers!

Both are immortal,
And so do not die.
Suddenly, opens a portal
In the middle of the sky.

Zeus and Jupiter
Have taken a decision:

“Each would rule
In his own way,
Whether petty and cruel
Or caring and loving play.
Let them rule as should
And aid would come if could,
Whether they ask for it
Or work with their own wit!”

So, the battle ends,
And the gods of war
Become the best of friends!
And from afar sounds their roar!

Now they roam to destroy,
For the world is their toy!
To murder, burn and kill.
These, they do with their utmost skill!

So beware world,
Or be set aflame,
For Ares and Mars
Have made you their game!