The Titans were a nasty lot. Saturn (Kronos in Greek) always devoured his own offspring to prevent a new generation of gods. A rock was substituted for Zeus, so that the boy could be reared in secret in an oak tree. Later he would attack his father, cutting him open and releasing his brothers and sisters from the Titan's belly.
All of which provoked me to write this little epigram this morning:
FATHER AND SON
Zeus slipped away,
oak-coddled
by his mother Rhea,
taking with acorn-milk
the seed of rebellion.
One day your bloated
belly will be cut,
the never-digested
rocks and Titans
spewn out to make
a whole new Mythos,
somewhat less cruel
and capricious
than the elder
monstrosities.