Cities of marble built to appease the gods,
Foundations of law, order and civility.
A society built on principles, morals, and many peoples,
Led astray by failing lines of corrupt men.
The Senate full of old greedy fools,
Blinded by their grabs for dwindling power,
While the wealthy rule comfortably from ivory towers.
The common man is left with naught but earth and clay,
Given a small penny for an honest works pay.
Such is the way that great societies are built,
Rules of law, order and power to cow the weak and poor.
The nobles looking down knowing their place is secure,
Funding wars, conflicts, and any agendas that make them stronger.
The armies are for sales and peace is bought through mercenary forces.
Patriots are thinned from the herd by the Emperor’s advances.
Those bloodthirsty bunch and mercenaries, whose loyalty are bought.
Slowly become what remains of an ever-shrinking legion.
The people watch escalations of violence and the hopelessness of their lives,
The new norm for their once admirable society of idealists and innovators.
A split occurs amongst the whole of the nation,
Like many before it, both sides are just.
Power, however, does not take sides.
Before the bodies of betrayed allies, shattered dreams, and a bleak future,
There is only one constant that remains the same.
Render unto Caesar.
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