'Ides of March' by J.N.
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a date of betrayal
a prophecy fulfilled
an eagle and snake
roles reversed
blood spilled in
jealousy + contempt
purple stained
in red.
A legend
dead.
When will the cycle be over?
No title by C.A. (haiku)
THE FATAL DAY WARNED
BETRAYAL, DECEIT, ABOUT
OH! ET TU BRUTE?
'IDES OF MARCH Poem' by M.S.
In the morning, the light shines
on the Nile and the conspiracy
starts there.
By the noon, the light there
shines on Roma
By evening, the
Ides of March begins
And at the end of the day,
a great man is dead, whose
last words were "Et tu, Brute?"
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