The End of an Era

He reinvented himself for power, and the name he put on his
Documents was TIFKAA – The immortal formerly known as Adonis
And he rubbed it in Olympus’ collective face like suntan lotion
That he was of the subject of thousands’ singular devotion
But that wasn’t enough – he wanted to be
The whole world’s supreme and only deity
But achieving that goal isn’t easy to do
When plenty of others want to be gods too

So he developed a plan – disguised as goodwill
Which would make it possible for him to kill
His rivals without directly causing any dying
He said he was throwing a party to share his wealth – but he was lying
He invited every immortal I hadn’t revived, and everybody went
He served great food to eat and wine for merriment
And after everybody was far too drunk to say, “No
Stop!” he threw almost forty spheres in the volcano
So he thought he destroyed every sphere but his own
Since to him my spare was completely unknown

I let Hermes in my house, since he’d been a friend
But the reign of Olympus had met its end
All the immortals got older and died
Except for me, Tifkaa, Hermes, and Perseph by my side
And the younger humans that I’d given eternal life –
One of which eventually became Hermes’ wife
But the only two with power were TIFKAA and I –
I ruled underground and he ruled from the sky
But after a while in charge of smiting and such
TIFKAA decided that his job was too much
Work and he needed help with what he did
His solution to this need was to have a kid