Thou Great Caesars Admirer Poem by Satinder pal singh

SOME ARE LARGE,
SOME ARE FEW.
HERE IS I,
AND I IS NEW.

I AM THE ADMIRER,
THE TRUE ADMIRER.
MYSELF IS THE NARRATOR,
THE NARRATOR OF GREATS.
& MYSELF NARRATES,
THE GREATS TRAITS.

FIRST I ADMIRE THE ROMAN ERA,
WHEN THERE ON THE EARTH,
IT WAS A JULIAN LIRA.
I ADMIRE T'IS THOUGHTS,
AND THE BATTLE OF CARTHAGE,
WHICH HE FOUGHT.

I ALSO ADMIRE.......
ADMIRES HIS SWORD.
AND THE WAY THE GENERAL,
KEPT HIS WORD.

I ALSO ADMIRE........
THE CAESAR'S MIND CRYPTIC,
AND HIS QUEEN GORGEOUS
CLEOPATRA EGYPTIC.

I ALSO ADMIRE THE WAY,
ALMIGHTY GOD GAVE HIM THE
FATE.....................
DONE TO HIM,
BY THE JACKAL BRUTUS MATE.

SAYING THE WORDS,
THE LAST OF OUT HIS CORD
'ET TU BRUTE'
HIS VOICE BECOMES FOREVER
MUTE AND MUTE AND MUTE.......