A caravan of ants
bimbled, through stones
as slaves made to stand
and cheer in a coliseum
The masses heard Caesar
through nervous punches
ringing from centurions’
clinks of drawn swords
They smiled up to flags
worn as winter throws
eagles, heavy winged
drained by exposure
The nobles drank
while rounded teeth
were ossified walls
rotting out onto dirt
Rome, fat and bloody
too bloated to rise
fell under its own weight
and the ants marched out
untouched by wine
image, the Plaza Hotel. taken from “Hidden in Plain Sight: The Shocking Origins of the Jeffrey Epstein Case“
