Apollo Passing Picture

Zeus was a braggart chest puffing brute
Aphrodite a petty mean spirited kind of ugly
so when they faded off I didnt even give
a second thought

The world's better
that they be lost to their epoch, but Apollo
Apollo was a poet,
healer, singer of songs
warm like the sun
portenting as the dawn

When the time came that he need be gone
so the people could carve new parthanons
in the guise of steeples to new gods
I stopped.
I saw him look into the dirt wide eyed
near to cry his eyes struggled to reason
the need for him
to be no longer
believed in.

As Apollo passed
I felt the sunshine cast
as a last surging warm
and there
I cried
for what the world
would beget
of Apollo's kind.

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