Curtius Poems | Examples

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