for an eternally recurring life of torment,
for letting eagles feast forever on His liver,
Prometheus became our fire giver.
He made His noble sacrifice
so that He could deliver..
into our hearts
a heavenly blaze.
to teach to us The Devil’s tongue,
to make accessible to us
His ways..
to offer us a taste of the forbidden fruit..
to place within our grasp..
the truth.

it is our pious duty now
to make it known
to all the crooked gods upon Olympus..
that Prometheus’s sacrifice, for our sake,
was not in vain.
to keep alive within our hearts
His flame..

forever though
He may be damned to suffer
on our behalf..
He may find some comfort
still in knowing..
that, at the very least,
He was the one
who had the final laugh.