The prodigious quantities flow onward
from masses despite such beautiful madness
as are manifest in dead god's eyes
The whisper of charnel vales sparkles and crackles
all the same, while infinitely differentiating
from each other in the solaced symphony of destruction
By Jupiter's beard, Shiva's multi dimensional grasp,
and Odin's Aldur gaze, the cities of conflicting conviction
smolder in the raw face of our emperors naked insanity,
mock glee and devout fury
.
before his end, the gladiator meets death
in the Harps long wail
Rome would burn, and he would know it
no more than in the roar of spectators
as his flesh was rent by lion's tear
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Reviewed by Melanie
Reviewed on April 9, 2003
Tyler, I always enjoy reading your Poetry and I will also enjoy coming back to this website often..Thankyou, Melanie
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