I am Remulus of Arabia

In my heart is a Great Love

and a Great Sadness

I am the Father of Remus and Romulus whom I abandoned as babies

and the She-Wolf suckled them an Evil milk

A Great Nation, an Empire they founded

Fond of Majestic Coliseums and Power

But their hearts and souls were poor

Light of the World they puported to be

They set out to Civilize the World

But their poems were not beautiful

I come to their Land now

Bearing my deep scars

My heavy laden Soul

My cup of ever-flowing Suffering

I try to tell them about the beautiful things they cannot see

I am so weak

I am so tired now

My anger has dissipated

My heart is broken

My Soul is bleeding

and the Battle is Raging.

Remulus of Arabia
06 February, 2001
Inspired by The Woman I Love