Massacre @ Masada.A Poem by John Phoenix Hutchinson.The knives are out as the Romans surround the Zealots at the Masada Fort.(The View from the Masada Fortifications) Massacre @ Masada Imperial Tyrant, Consul Flavius Silva, leads the way from Zion The bearers of Bull and Eagle, walk proudest in pelts of Lion. Five thousand warriors strong, wearily march the 10th legion. To quell the rebellious, rioting, rabble, of the Jewish region. As the sweating Romans roast, on sun baked Judean plain. Eleazar the Zealot, contemplates the destiny of the slain. Standing on natures rocky mountain fortress, so sky high. Will Elohim, heavenly bless the many, that will surely die. Fresh salty scent of Dead Sea, sweeps along the dusty vale. Picked up on the wind, along with cries of a deathly wail. The ten Sicarii knifes drawn, massacre their own blood. The crimson tide of Martyrs, turns into a apocalyptic flood. No escape to freedom or the forever shame of defection. Just devout faith in the afterlife, their divine resurrection. No slaves or possessions, for Rome's grand empirical glory. Hopelessness and tribulation is the tragedy of this story. The Romans surprised by the terrible solitude of the fort. Attacked under a unnerving silence, as fire had caught. Battering ram broke, bursting through defences ahead. No pleasure or joy they found, their enemies ALL DEAD! They wondered at the true courage of their fanatical foe. The immovable contempt of death, the lamentable woe. 960 soul's sacrificed to a desperate, terrible suicidal end. Testimony to freedom's cry voice, forever will they send. © 2012 John Phoenix Hutchinson.Featured Review
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Added on October 29, 2012Last Updated on October 29, 2012 AuthorJohn Phoenix Hutchinson.Boot Eskdale, Cumbria, United KingdomAboutWelcome to my profile. I first came to Writers Cafe when starting out... Now am a published author.... So an acorn was sown here first and then grew... This is my website.... http://www.. more..Writing
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