Mmm, Roman history
Nero
O Nero, with your healing torch in hand,
Come cauterize my life from end to end,
And leave no open wound from which to bleed
Our culture rife with bloated Roman greed.
Then, turn the hourglass such that the sand
Extinguishes the flames that you expend,
And on the dunes, like luscious Nile loam,
Plant seeds of justice; build me a new Rome.
O Nero, with your healing torch in hand,
Come cauterize my life from end to end,
And leave no open wound from which to bleed
Our culture rife with bloated Roman greed.
Then, turn the hourglass such that the sand
Extinguishes the flames that you expend,
And on the dunes, like luscious Nile loam,
Plant seeds of justice; build me a new Rome.