A Golden Apple

What god would clamor after Eris’ fruit?

The premise of the story is a jest!

Why should Athena care which one’s the beaut’?

This world is ruled by wits–gods, save the rest!

Fair Maiden, grand and wizened, rearing breast–

Horned Brother, prototype and king of men–

I know your mate is great, but you are best.

To them, your mind is wholly without ken.

The wiser of the two can claim my verse.

Forever, I will honor you in deeds.

Should you request, I would not be averse

to even tend your hearth and earthly needs.

(I think each one would forfeit to the other,

but, pressed to pick, they both would choose my mother.)