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NERO' S BASE - Teddy Ugonna Richard
Stanza 1
Lips glistened with dried blood,
Tokens of martyrs,
Nero contrived terrors fit
For the guillotines,
He said prayers for
Dead heroes,
Tears from Zeus
Watered his hunger thirst,
His base stood strong
Amid the howling denizens
Of Rome's pharisees,
He swore litanies,..
He would drink their cowardice!
Stanza 2
Nero sang lullabies,
Only mad men would applaud,
His lyre bore testimony to
Cries of heretics,
Impaled by derelict Boors,
He laughed at the inanity of
Their devotion,
To a spectre of a Messiah,
Where was he to save these
Poor farthings?
Nero's base was unyielding,
Bearing the wounds of hounds,
Stoically,
Nero's voice was a cacophony
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