S P Q R Poem by Paul Mills

Vanished forever ye mighty ones
Cursed were you seven hill of torment
Brought forth the butcheries of mankind
Innately deep from ancient descent

Even your bearing was marred by death
Life from one wolf child by the other
Bloodshed besmeared your magic circle
Liken Cane when brother killed brother

Planned greatness by your mighty God’s
Unity of all six clans to partake
Then to you in your highest resign
Your false God’s choose to forsake

Your pompous emperors are no more
Fallen wolves by greed and lust
Even all your legions of conquerors
Remains scattered well within your dust

And all the bondage of other men
Chains of slavery they kept bound
Forgotten massacres of shackled ones
Women and children were servants bound


Extinct Senate of eminence ones
The makers of all laws to pertain
Lost forever in your unjust time
Only memories of their deeds remain

Your Coliseum with hearts of stone
Gladiators fell many by the way
Wild beast hunts for broken foe
For you entertainment man made prey

Then the almighty wisdom thus came
Aggregate smite to your plague of shame
Annihilation to your entire false God’s
Halt of your hated grip in their names

All in but a bitter faint memory
Only tattered remnants of you long stay
But all that died beneath your masters
Ask remembrance of your barbaric way