Ides Of March Poem by Mcanthony Nwatu

IDES OF MARCH
It was the great’s fall
Caesar’s death match
Brutus and Cassius plot the fall

The emperor of Rome
The Earl of theater
Left the army to death home

Linked his prowess of theatre and power
Seldom had he become popular
Lifted by audience under

He had a taste for power
Satisfied it earlier
But got cut sooner

What bores and pleases he knew
It’s his cat in the box.
But he ignored Brutus and Cassius dew

Caesar met death shield
“You too, my child? ”
To Brutus lastly he said.