From Nero To Zero...Thank God.
From Nero To Zero Thank God!
Christians nothing, as the callous and bored, lowered their plump thumbs on the next batch, basking in the gore, cheering the loud snaps as bone was crunched and flesh was made shredded fodder.
the Gladiators, armed and eager to slay their opponents, lest they be slain, spears flung, swords clang, chains trapping
and crippling the unfortunate ones, who felt cold steel divide the muscles of their trembling heart.
What manner of man and woman as well, found sport in death and mayhem displayed for sheer amusement?
Cowards in fine togas, applauding the deaths of women and children from the vicious biting of wild beasts, and howling at the betrayal of a brotherhood of warriors pitted one against the other to bring sick satisfaction to the masses.
It is good that Rome fell, they might have always ruled the world, and we'd be ordering seats for the next bloodbath at Madison Square gardens as Muslims of all ages were fed to lions, and returning war heroes from the sands of Iraq, and Afghanistan blew each other away, with machine gun precision, for all to delight in.