Best Roman Poems

[Imagine this talk is coming from a Roman news reporter who is describing to a group of citizens on the town square wanting to know what is going on and why there is turmoil in their city. This story comes directly from the Bible and is an inspiration for myself and many Christians.]  

It’s...

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Centurio Romanus sum,
et nolite flere non commovebitur.

I am a Roman Centurion.I do not weep or tremble.
But I have wept some bitter tears before this end of week.
Yes, I have wept some bitter tears hot rolling down my cheek
that wet my bed and wet my beard as I was losing sleep.
 
My Soldiers aren’t well bread,
uncouth...

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Nero’s citizens enjoyed games of death
People and beasts for their sadistic fun
Animals and slaves drawing their last breath
Death in the arena, no place to run.

Gladiator fights were the ultimate
Hero worshipped champions of the gore
A sword thrust or spear sealed many ones fate
Crowds roared approval and called out for more.

Was man against man with sword, net...

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Gaia in white flame burns
Yaldabaoth himself spurns
A second cycle turns
The Golden Age returns
The first-begotten son
Comes down from heaven’s sun

Barbelo, Armoured Queen
Look gently at this scene
Of Christ’s birth long foreseen
In this iron machine
Hearts of iron will melt
Hearts of gold will be felt

Hearts, gold and meek
Will rule from the word’s peak
Valis will rule and speak
With the lute...

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X marks the spot if it’s V plus V
Or what XC needs to add up to C.
To the left of L or perhaps the right
There’s a difference some would consider slight.

Once the C’s add up, then it’s time for D
Which will last ‘til M’s a necessity.
Then it’s fun to challenge a boy whose path
May be...

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sol’s golden glory

crowns neptune’s powerful force

majestic splendour...

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Jesus or Father Christ established or started
	The Catholic or Roman Catholic Church
		With our first pope St. Peter on Second Century...

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People have two sides
Like The Roman God Janus' coin
A good side, a bad side
A past, a future
One must embrace both in
Someone we love...

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A baby, pious, was born by aide
He named it Gaias, and felt like a jade
While he cried,
Cause mommy died.
His wife hired yet another maid....

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Years back, I shimmered in her glow
a city wrapped in rich crochet…
my best friend sipping espresso
down Vatican and lit subway,
where nights  of Rome danced a relay
the hilltops breathing a pearled sigh,
embellished with aisles of bouquet…
I relished her soil brushed in dye.
While Latin tunes drooled an alto
near ruins of Colosseum …
glory be, Pope John Paul...

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Don’t want an argument or a fight
I’m speaking for what is the truth
Catholic or Roman Catholic was established or started by Jesus or Father Christ
Jesus or Father Christ established or started with our first Pope-St. Peter
St. Peter’s Catholic or Roman Catholic’s first pope
Pope or Apostle of Jesus or Father Christ
Jesus or Father Christ is the...

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Ignatius inspected his cohort
The unknown one and his men
He needed the best to fight for him
He needed the best to fight for them

Iduma stood tall, with a beard of fiery red
Didn’t like Ignatius, he wanted his job instead
Now was the time, he could prove his worth
He was born to be a leader; he knew it...

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Collapsed so they say long ago
due to Cleopatra’s long nose
that pierced a General’s heart
got him stuck there in love
till the army was demolished
what terrible accident in history!

Every man, every women
big, small, learned or never
empires, kingdoms, nations
a Cleopatra with long nose
will appear from no where
to intercept and bury surely
things that matter in life
Crumbling effects she brings
the...

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Gentle breezes blow across my face
as I gaze endlessly down the steep precipice.
Strangely the forces of nature are kind
when I am about to die.

Blood stained stone behind me marks death.
Death for Jesus who hanged on the cross.
Murderers and robbers alike must die here.
I hanged them all with pride and vigilance.
Time spares no mercy for these,
extracting...

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The ground was dark and bloody,
My hands held the hammer,
I had only done my job.

But was that right?

He lay upon the wood in agony,
No one cared,
None helped,
All watched.

As he was lifted into place
I felt nothing.
I had done my job.

But now I am less sure
as I stand watch.

He speaks.
I can hardly hear the words.

The sky darkens,
The...

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