In this day and time we have our terror, but nothing matches the Zeus era horror.

Back during the days of Zeus,
life was one great big abuse.
Being a witch got one burned
at the stake,
sometimes lords and kings
didn't even get a break.
Head removing was routine,
especially on the guillotine.
Many stories unfold,
about heads that did roll.

Heads rolled right in a basket,
sometimes they didn't even
use a casket.
After a person went down,
they'd bury them right in the ground.
Or feed them to the local alligators,
too the show of the dictators,
or maybe the cheering spectators.

They even had lions and tigers
in the arena,
nothing could have been meaner,
than to watch gladiators eaten alive,
while they fought to survive.
In the modern world there's no Zeus,
then again the politicians are lose.

Still I'm glad to be born in
these days and times,
where there are lesser crimes,
and humanity moreso sublimes.

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