Constantine Poem by Bill Grace

Constantine



Something extraordinary happened
A peasant preacher's influence
Would reach in about three hundred years and odd
A future Roman emperor
Who would in symbol of crossed sticks
Conquer and go on to rule
The issue not being the tactical segacity of Constantine
But his sensitivity to what had developed
Under the surface of his times.

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