Rows of rogue gladiators
Recaptured and crucified.
Muscles, grit and warriorship
Beyond that of any centurion,
Humbled, humiliated, spat upon
By the wine-greased gears of a
Machine the size of seized continents
And cultures crushed to crumbs
Within weeks -not centuries.
The stuff of contemporary tales and
Future feature films. Justice -not
Unlike poetry- is a purely man-made
Concept. But so very unlike the
Other; as frail in its mortality as
Man's own justless Self.
May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 2:54 PM UTC
Rows of rogue gladiators
Recaptured and crucified.
Muscles, grit and warriorship
Beyond that of any centurion,
Humbled, humiliated, spat upon
By the wine-greased gears of a
Machine the size of seized continents
And cultures crushed to crumbs
Within weeks -not centuries.
The stuff of contemporary tales and
Future feature films. Justice -not
Unlike poetry- is a purely man-made
Concept. But so very unlike the
Other; as frail in its mortality as
Man's own justless Self.
