Piety

When Augustus reigned, Horus sung a pious ode to the gods
Asking for piety and performance of the beautiful rights of family.
What are the gods, but our domestic longings
For tranquility and faithful wives and strong children
And a world freed from the travesty of striving with our neighbors
And deprived of our love?
The modern scholar says, "Even Horus sang about the evil youth,"
Nay, he did, but it was ever so.
Impiety all around seeps into cultural fabric
And makes whorish wives and effeminate children
And what is this piety, but strength bred through the bands of love
So the chemicals of Euphoria reign in the lad, and make healthy bone
Sumptuous brain, and compassionate demeanor?
What are the gods? But this?

Nay, this is not what I worship either...
It is not. But, it is the effect of piety
To fill the lad or lass with love hormones,
And make their faces symmetrical, and their faithfulness pure
And their love strong, so they have courage to fight
And manly discipline to till the soil.
There is a very real chemical thing associated with piety.
This is not what I worship.

But, sing an ode to the piety of the gods
To restore the kingdom to its former strength
When peasant farmers defeated Hannibal
And Fabius and Marcellus
Shield and Sword, fended off the Canaanite hordes
With their effeminate gods, and ugly aesthetics.
It was defeated by Roman might
Because it was weak and feeble,
But soon, it would corrupt the culture once again
The pantheon of sin, and make effeminate children
And hedonistic women, and marauder men
And weak businessmen, where all strove to maintain
And none were filled with the chemicals of love, peace and joy,
Which make symmetrical face, strengthen the bones,
And makes the mind sharp and lucid.
This is not the God I worship.

The God I worship knows this,
And told us it, and said, "You did not do this,
"So I will die, and be in history, and crucified
"And restore to you these things. through knowledge
"And repay the sins of your youth."