Poem - Colosseum

That work of architecture - Sublime
Majestic in Rome
Date of creation -
circa 1920 years ago

Outstanding in history
Still standing
Also home to
The Gladiators

Such fearsome battlers
Brutal, as such
Every fight
Is one for their life

Mainly for entertainment
To the people and emperor
Caesar is the great
He who basks in gory glory

Oh Glory Glory
To the fighters of Rome
Beasts or humans
Enthralling duels to the death

A fighter awaits
His entrance
Into that
Place of grandeur

He breaks out in a sweat
The young lad strides out
Spear in hand
A blast overwhelms him

He squints from
The glare of the sunlight
A crescendo erupts
Wildest sounds imaginable

The crowd is in a frenzy
They want blood
They howl manically
And the showdown begins.

By twilight they have left
The Colosseum is but empty
With a few decapitated skulls
Grinning in the darkness