A Cry of Caesar: Et Tu, Brute?

it happens when you least expect it
"et tu, brute?" were the last words he uttered
before falling down on his knees
a witness to a horrific scene
where Brutus stood with the crowd of assassin
with his dagger in Caesar's heart 

it happens when you least expect it
Caesar's cries echoed through the halls
the hurt was caused by a dearest beloved friend
who promised to stood by and defend the empire
Did Brutus ever shed tears or did he ever stopped his hands?
23 stabs but only one hurt that came from the one who he loved
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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