Omnia Mea Mecum Porto

Bias, one of the Seven, take up neither (when the Persians arrived) an arm
such glorious like the Seven for Thebes, 
nor a book full of wisdom of now.
No.
There is a talk he said, “Omnia mea mecum porto”,
as every beggar says and left (in 
hidden) 
the burning and in ruins turned town. 
There is a talk he bought (I wonder what with) the lasses,
who (maybe) the Spartans had taken for their slaves. And he sent them back as daughters.
I even don’t want to think. Omnia mea mecum porto. 
The future is theirs with their fathers in
disgrace.
Yes.
He had died before the court passed sentence
(so just) on the chest of the child.
And he says, “For all good thank the 
gods”.

*All that's mine I carry with me – Latin
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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