Jerry T Curtis Poet Rhyme

Esquiline Nine Lives of Rome

I stand alone on guard
Upon this ancient wall
I see the city's now aflame

Rome has raised 
its final curtain call
This world will never be the same

The Goths have crested
The seventh hill
They killed my son and my wife

I guard nothing 
But I'm standing 'Still'
Until they come to take my life

I do not know
What the future yearns
Will there be another Rome?

And will it last
"Till I return
To once more call it home

And will it make
The same mistakes
To cause the same collapse 

To rise again
Until it breaks
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

                            By Jerrius Curtius Minimus

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Robert Nehls June 17, 2014 at 12:24 PM I liked this one, Jerry. The thoughts of a soldier that must stand for the principles that guide his life. A wise man that hopes his homeland will not make the same mistakes again. Very nice, Jerry..... Robert. Jerry T Curtis June 19, 2014 at 5:52 AM Thank you Robert, like always I value your comments.

Carolyn Devonshire June 16, 2014 at 5:23 PM Ahh, I see you did take the bait, "Jerrius." You have a very thought-provoking and well-penned entry for the Roman Legion contest and I think Isaiah will like it as much as I do. You made yours more "personal" and that always adds to a poem's impact. Wishing you success in the contest! Love, Carolyn Jerry T Curtis June 16, 2014 at 6:12 PM Actually Carolyn I did not enter it into the contest, it is definitely N/A, but your poem did inspired mine,Thanks