In the throes of the arena
blood and sand crest the mouth
High up on the podium of virtue
stood the brave and devout
A pound of flesh for freedom
the whip in dominant hand
Hysteria coated spears
entertaining many a man
In the name of the Gods
blood flowed like oil
Lubricating the will to survive
Legends were born
Legends were torn
shredded by lions
Ended by the thumb
that sits on sadistic throne
When in Rome
© 2015 Keegan D'souza
