Hercules and his Twelve Labors

The Jealousy of Omphale

And Omphale sat on granite throne
In palace halls as sovereign lone.
Who ruled what all her eyes could see
Demanding loyal hearts as fee

From serfs who live in Lydias hold
A realm that full of peace and gold.
No armies dare to challenge queen
For wrath of demi-god that brings

On heads of all who siege the hold
Of wife whose wed to godling bold.
So rules not challenged day or night
For none the godling want to fight.

And many sons had hero sired
Them selves a threat that's great and dire.
But hero rarely comes to home
And Omphales left to rule alone.

The hero queen does thinks unkind
For lonely hearts have bitter minds.
But still she pines for Heras Wrath
To come to home on Lydias paths.

And find his peace at end of days
His wars are won and legends made.
No need for glories left for man
Who foiled countless villians plans.

But still he wanders world of man
For righting wrongs is heroes plan.
Then day had come when servants call
To queen from root of palace walls.

"A king has come from distant land
To honor queen the sovereigns plan.
And many gifts this royal brings
The worst is fit for greatest king. "

So Omphale grants an open door
For king whose bearing gifts as chore.
The king of Tyrne does step inside
The youth he's grant a great disguise.

"My lady many gifts I grant
My wealth a gift to queen so scant.
For wife of man so great and bold
I bring you many pounds of gold

Along with spice and sweet perfume
Thats cherished scent from flowers blooms.
I also bring you rarest cloth
The finest linens ever wrought.

So please my queen accept my boons
I've brought to spare my kingdom gloom.
For all the earth has heard the tale
Of Omphales spouse as strong as gale.

So take my gifts if queen does please
That boons may bring my kingdom peace."
So queen does nod accepting gifts
The king had gave forestalling rift

Between their realms though far away
For peace the king has greatly payed.
And queen does look at gifts he brought
To throne whose favor tyrants sought.

Then comes on wooden case that's closed
Insides what only king does know.
"What gifts inside this wooden cask
That king has brought on peaceful task."

And king does open box with glee
To let the queen her doom now see
Inside is bloody cloak now lain
From Nessus centaur godlings slain.

But Lydias queen recalls not cloak
That fell when husband centaur broke.
For trying to steal his lovely bride
At heroes hand the centaur died.

"Be careful queen don't touch this garb
It conjures passions great and hard.
Rekindling love that buried deep
That fails to leave till boe they meet.

If even single hand would touch
Your heart would fill with passion such.
That fast to love you'd quickly fly
For spouse your heart would loudly cry."

And Omphale noted gift so great
For gaining vest was stroke of fate.
So after king has left her throne
And queen now sat in thoughts alone.

She calls to Aeson her eldest son
And quickly down to court he comes.
"Oh Aeson child so great on bold
I bid you help your mothers goal."

To father bring this wooden cask
In foreign land is offsprings task.
And tell him wife a gift has sent
That many night to make was spent."

So Aeson swiftly flies from court
To go to foreign lands but sport
For child who's born of demi-god
The mightiest man who world now trods.