Zeus had a lot of love affairs.
He made love to all beautiful women
he fancied and along the way
sired a few sons and daughters
expanding the godlike gene pool.
I miss Zeus he was so real, so human.
This peripatetic scoundrel of a god
loved women with passion
and he did not give a damn about
Hamartia or sin
for he proclaimed by his actions
that there is not such a thing
when it comes to love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem