Nero Lives! The Incendiary Poem by james watkin
Nero Lives! The Incendiary
Nero lives! The incendiary
In every ferocious sun.
As little conscience has it.
Only from it we cant run.
New Romes burn. But what warps, cracks
Of a flaming unheard, raved.
Christians, pagans, fused in common;
A summer-long reign, depraved.
About him and rumbling portent
Skies converge, but not before
Conceive we a lyre's commitment
Above tiles like a hearth's floor.
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