DIONYSUS

DIONYSUS

Dionysus lives in me, come join the Bacchanalia,
He the spawn of Zeus and Semele, born amid azaleas.

Semele was killed by a bolt of lightning,
Ferocious and so very frightening.

And Zeus took the child unto his thigh
And gave him second birth, gave him wings to fly.

Dionysus lives in me, buried under layers,
And once his fury issues forth
I shall be quite the player.

A player known for hedonism and for unbridled pleasure.
In this world where only pain and sorrow thrive,
I will give my new friend Dion a hale and hearty high five.

Dionysus and I, we will paint the town in blood,
And sweep away our enemies, like Pentheus once was.

Dionysus will at long last have his due,
And he will sweep up the floor with the sorry likes of you.
And you in turn shall worship him and call him by his name,
And offer up your sacrifice as sweet as sugar cane.

Dionysus is inside us all, come join the Bacchanalia,
Bring the finest of the wines and the best drug paraphernalia.
The mighty Dionysus, who rules this earth and sky,
He the spawn of mighty Zeus, pulled from the Great One’s thigh.

-Bruce Potts
Copyright 2009
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