Arena fills swiftly and fills with speculation.
Sacrificial blood fills the air.
Such jubilation!
Audience cries for action;
Sensory exaltation.
Even death; such minor revelation.
Gladiators sweat the cause,
Armed for action;
Such tribulation.
Come then the lions fierce,
The enemy, all known;
Extreme vexation.
The fight ensues;
All blood spilled,
An exhortation
To gods
Of direst fate,
More suppuration.
Spurts gore, entrails and guts;
Some sweet salvation,
In knowing death was priced ; someone’s salvation.
In horror, so some seek
Fortification.
No answers thus, just haunted devastation.
Come one who fills the night
With expectation.
A clearer sense of self; manifestation.
For all that exists
Here, now, prepare
Justification.
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