Circus Maximus
My own meditations
Reading Marcus Aurelius
Contemplating Cosmic Truths
Within all of us.
In our Circus Maximus
Blue blood ran Red
The Great Race ended
Democracy bled.
The Mob enraged
With furious release
Cursed the Republic
Damned poets of peace.
In a hundred years
None of us will remain
Of stoic White
Or godly Green.
No dust of any color
Will sing one refrain
Of our Circus Maximus
In Twenty Sixteen.
Stephen
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