Nameless Son Of Jove

Nameless Son Of Jove
© Surazeus
2026 03 14

Draped in ermine robe of authority 
with assignment to adjudicate laws 
designed to rein aggressive lust of men 
within bounds of respect for other men, 
I wield sulfurous bolt of thunderous Jove 
from Merciful Heaven to humble pride. 

Though wrath of Oberon attends my heart 
with plot to train each wild child of dark woods 
as loyal warrior of my scouting train, 
I channel passion to manage estate 
of rich productive farms with guardian gangs 
while lounging in the spangled starlight sheen. 

Though I am merry wanderer of the night, 
I jest on stage in temples of rich feast 
to play role of Oberon with fierce joy 
that sparks sweet laughter of relief from men 
who sweat in labor to tend fields of wheat 
which flushes resentment from their hard hearts. 

Dismissed with mocking jest of pungent fear, 
I twirl in whistling winds by flashing sea, 
lost in contagious fog of jealousy, 
but fall fatigued by stone-paved fountain pool 
full of crackling leaves instead of fresh spring, 
and weep for beauty drowned in tears of truth. 

Disturbed by crackling shifts of jolted time 
which readjusts world view of what is true, 
I realize wealthy mean in towers of glass 
conspire to enslave common citizens 
to labor in vast factories of regret, 
producing goods that profit bank accounts. 

Alone on yellow sands where Neptune dwelled, 
I watch fragile ships tossed by swelling waves, 
pregnant with products of slave factories, 
so I search in my heart for warrior soul 
of Jupiter or Zeus that strengthens me 
with courage to oppose cruel tyranny. 

Heart pierced by love-shaft blind Cupid discharged, 
I rise transformed from tomb of Oberon 
to lead lost boys disenfranchised by hate 
in noble army of brave warriors 
to follow Minerva on bold crusade 
dedicated to restore Liberty. 

While my peculiar quest for truth is bound 
with rational armor of my strict mind, 
I grasp electric bolt of honest hope 
as nameless son of Jove, son of Yahweh, 
to reign as king in nutshell of my heart 
which frees our world democracy to thrive.