Brutus

Brutus

A Poem by Megan

Stone cold hands


Gripping the blood of our lost king


His fists were never clenched


His knees never shook


Sincerity has flooded the streets of Rome


Honorability has returned to mankind


The lost king's apparition radiates onto our noble Brutus


Declaring our new emperor.

© 2014 Megan


Author's Note

Megan
As a English project over Julius Caesar we had to create some way of showing support towards Brutus. This is mine which I'm hoping to get a good grade on :)

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This is different from your usual themes, Megan. I wish you the best for your grades.

Posted 10 Years Ago


A graceful and eloquent write, Bravo,

Posted 10 Years Ago


Very nice tribute. I think your teacher will be pleased :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


A good job, showing Brutus support. You should get a good grade! :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


very good flow. Crisp and short. You have caught the mood and change of guards very nicely !
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Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on February 25, 2014
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