For Life is an Arena!
a communion
where nurtured starved opinions
battle for dominion:
a struggle for the "Dominus"
of the communion.
A stage of age,
a forge iron cage
whose center is of outrage.
a bewildered atmosphere
where Spartacus hypothesis,
Batiatus philosophies
and Crixus ideologies
gather to eat lunches
and trade jabs and punches.
an empire of gunfire
left and right
shouldering fire
somber ember wave.
Horses snorting
swords clanging
glasses shattering
conflict!
confusion!
ohhhh noooooo!!!
Life is not supposed to be
a 'Capua' of catastrophe
with such an apostrophe!
if life is the Arena,
then love is the character_Sura
Deceit _Lucretia
fate is unsteady_ashur
hatred fumble to be come sacred (Claudius Glaber)
A universe
of vast cultural diverse
where conflict and harmony
solemn*
a goose and gander matrimony.
at dawn,
when we were born,
LIFE is a coolly breeze_a wife
but at night,
our heros and pharaohs
now and long gone
we gather to mourn.
as we mourn,
our oath with fate
catches up with us like nemesis
as death slay our throats
with his blood thirsty knife.
