I know you, everyone knows you.
Everyone who has died or knows someone who died knows you.
I know your name, you are Hades, god of the underworld.
You live in the underworld, where everyone goes to die.
People believe you’re evil, but you are not what you appear.
You are not evil, just covered by covered by darkness and have a stern demeanor.
You are really benevolent, noble, and humane, that is the real you.
You are not what you appear, you are a merciful soul.
People think of you as monstrous, but you are actually quite human.
In fact, you are the most human of the gods because you understand what it is to be human.
You understand because you live among the dead, people who have felt the joys and sorrows of life.
That’s how you understand, that’s how you know what it is to be human.
People say that your wife Persephone hate you, but they’re wrong.
They’re wrong because she loves you, she loves you a lot.
Your wife sees you as the most compassionate being in this world.
You are not what you appear, you are not cruel.
Instead, you are good and just.
You make sure all kind souls get their reward.
You are not what you appear, why can’t people see that?
Are they blinded by fear and ignorance, while my sight is clear to the truth?
Why can’t they see you the way I do?
Why can’t they see you are not what you appear?
If there are more people in the world like you, why can’t people see that they are not what they appear?