There is no truce
with insane Zeus,
Zeus has gone loose

Call in Bravo, Echo, Charlie

The Raging Mage
has gone into two oblivion hells,
A cage
causes no more pain
n no more gain

Call in Bravo, Echo, Charlie

The Mage is Raging
tazers, lazers, phazers
are unchanging
creating nightmares,
frightmares

The mayors are crying
Their is no more lyin
or flying
so give up on trying
for Zeus is undieing

Call in Exodus

Zeus has gone loose
even killing silly gooses,
Zeus's glare
makes Diablo scared

Tango, Tango
the diabolical
has chronologically
exploded

Now there is no where you can go,
gotcha Zeus

Haha

I keep coming back to this..I'm not sure what to make of it. That is not a bad thing. I just wanted to give a worthy comment.

The juxtaposition of ancient and modern terminology is very intriguing.

Also, this would make interesting song lyrics.

i keep coming back to this as well, as i am a bit obsessed with mythology (ask anyone here who has read my poetry, myth is a dominant component of my writing). and i really like the concept here...my only quibble is that the ending is a bit lackluster compared to the rest of the poem. it's a little bit cheesy, imho, but to each his own. i guess i was looking for a stronger ending, without the emoticon and the "haha" finish. otherwise, i dug it.

this was intriguing and whimsical. i enjoyed this a lot.

hum... I think others have said it best, I'm rather perplexed for what more I could say. I guess, good work soldier?