Blasphemy!
Injustice!
Disrespect!
These the disloyal Phaecians have committed against me
And the laws of Olympus!
Those sailors of my blessings have pampered Odysseus,
My sworn enemy!
Those fools are proof that ignorant men can’t be trusted.
I have taken blows from the greatest foes,
But being betrayed by allies is far worse,
And it makes my blood boil, my temper flare!
To my kingdom of the sea I have brought the gods,
To demand consent to unleash my fury on those awful mariners.
It is the only option, for if I do not, I will lose my respect,
Fall from power, and into the ranks of mortal peasants!
My past of conflict has taught me that men yield only to pain,
And ignore reasoning!
So abandon pity and forgiveness,
I will attack that Phaecian cutter with might and fury!
Or I will waste away in Hades! I will call a meeting of the gods today
Because I want to be the lone soul among all the gods.
I want to clearly see this… arrogant, vile king of Ithaca,
That Odysseus blinded and mutilated my son!
Yet no punishments have been dealt.
Won’t they help me seek justice?
Why must he betray me now when I need help the most?
That cowardice will not be-forgotten,
And I will not allow any of them to tip-toe around this situation.
Can’t they see?
He shows me no respect and never will.
No one is above the law,
And he must be punished for what he has done,
Just as anyone else would be for such a crime.
He shall mark my words; I will get my revenge,
And he will pay for his arrogance.