The Killing of Caesar.....

Ides of March

Mark Anthony..

Summer almost zenith reached
In Rome blistering sun shines down
Men stride through the square
In togas pure white

Anthony towers above
Other senators
In deeds and mind
Friend of Caesar
Now in decline

"Where goest thee"
He asked of Brutus Cassius too
When on the steps of auditorium
It was March 15
Ides of March had begun

Power hungry men

Murder of Caesar

Dictator of all Caesar had become
Chosen so by everyone
Mighty battles had he won
Rome jubilant

Yet in cracks and crevices
Of evil minds
Men sought for power hungry grew
Jealousy reared its ugly head
So often it will do

Finding no other place to go

But striking out
It happens all the time

Plotting

conspirators..

Plotted they did so cleverly
Persuaded others of its rightness
Killing the only answer
Getting rid of the dictator

Not so easy nowadays!!!!

A proud republic came to be
Out of the ashes of dictatorship
Yet still in hands of few did lay
Moral virtue upstanding ways

A laugh a minute I would say
Just as it is today....

Pure white toga....

pure white toga

Come to where another is
Impossible it seems
Two sides to man like everything
One shining with goodness bright
Other in darkness crawls

Friends fellow wikinutters
Lend me your ears
I come to bury Caesar
To laud him for his good deeds
With kind heart and coronet

Perhaps he had a dark side too
Just like we do
All of us
But so what
For a moment in time
We on this planet dwell
Then off we are
A minute spot on a policeman's uniform
Or pure white toga

Take your pick......