Have you ever wondered why, Zeus, was lord of the Gods.
How the god of lightning knew such acclaim?
For thunder bellows, across the sky, rattling the sturdiest hoplites to tears.
For lightning strikes, faster than sound, rendering the most formidable redoubts to ashes.
Zeus can be distant, yet right beside you.
He is of one appearance then another.
Even as clouds carry beyond you, the strike of the lightning-sun may still be upon you.
So tell me my friend?
What other God would you rather be?
But king of the skies and heavens,
Of appearance and fate.
Such is our destiny, a strike of lightning, never to be tamed.
