Bread and Circuses
Anshuman Mishra
A time of wonder we rarely glimpse,
But when it comes to meet us.
Four years we witness as on time limps,
Hoping you don’t deceive us.
Our eyes shine wide at the revelry, and wonder,
Our thoughts seem ‘oh so small.’
But for your dreams to not rend asunder,
You’d best hope you manage to toe your line.
Debates have gone, debates will go,
The peoples’ choice is now.
You must distract them, my friend, you know,
The only true question is “how?”
“Panem et circenses” the Romans said,
It’s not truly strange their leaders are all dead.
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