The Gladiator – The Final Act
The Gladiator Act 1
I am a gladiator of ancient Rome,
I have this story to tell of my life by the sword ,
It is a living hell,
It’s my life in Rome the Colosseum you see,Now in the arena of death,
This is the way I want to tell you my story,
I’m the gladiator of Rome my sword is my creed,
The crowd is my savior for I am killing machine,
I’m telling you this story So that you may see,
All the blood and the gore and my final destiny,
I am the gladiator of rome and i want you to see,
I fight for my freedom in the arena you’ll see,
My name is not sparticuss or maximus of rome,
I’m just called Gladiator this is all I know,
I’m famous in rome For my killing sprees,
The blood and the gore for my sanity,
I’ve entered the arena and i can feel the heat,
The tension and sweat the screams of the dying their now their free,
The Gladiator Act 2My ability to kill so very easily,
With one swipe of my sword,
So mercilessly,
My club filled with spikes the skin and the bone,
I’m facing the best of the killers from rome,
The killing machine,
One mighty blow of my sword’ he fell to the ground,
And then he looked at me for mercy with those eyes,
The torment the waiting and the noise of the crowd,
The emperors thumb came swiftly down ,
And now the silence the calm and whispering of the crowd,
Kill him they chant! so softly right now’ building up steady’ to a deafening roar,
Kill him right now so deafeningly loud,
So i cut off his head the crowd roared with glee,
The spray from his neck spattered on me,
I’m drenched with the blood of “gladiators” not me ,
I’m drunken with fighting of men falling and dying ,
The smell of dead’ the wounded men dying,
Surrounding me now the pratorian guard,
The Gladiator Act 3
All dressed in black and guarding like dogs,
The emperor wants to see me!
what is your name?,
“He was asking me”,I am the “Gladiator”
I replied that’s me a killing machine,
I’m more powerful than him but he’s emperor you see,
The chant of the crowd is deafening me,
Its so powerful and loud its my name they chant me,
So poetically good, now the emperor is sick off me,
He’s taunted by my power’ I’m a killing machine,
I’m back in the arena with 50 of rome’s best’ now see,
Some chariots long spears’,and fierce hungry lions,
I’ve killed allmost 40 the crowd is loving me,
One by one they fall at my feet,
The roar and the chants of the crowd made me do it so easily,
It’s awfull but nice I love killing
It’s in me,I’m a gladiator of ancient rome and death is the key,
I’m still alive in this arena for god did not bless me,
I’m the gladiator of ancient rome I’m just the killing machine,
I’m Standing in this arena for all to see,
I’ve cut warriors legs and hands off!,
So they can no longer fight me,
The Gladiator Act 4The smell of death it’s right here and now’ it’s so bad so terrible you see,
It’s the stench of the dying just waiting to be free,
And I’m keeping alive by killing you see,
The eternal blade of my sword is now worn and tattered like me, But my bronze body is so strong and “I’m god like” ,
I’m more fierce than those lions in this arena facing me,
I killed all the lions today with my bare hands,
It was easy I snapped off there heads one two and three,
Well that’s me The Gladiator Of Rome a tyrant maybe,
For madmen to kill and maim’ but is it me
?It’s only like war in the 21st century except I’m in Rome,
I am a gladiator you see, all bloody now from my killing spree,
Well I may soon be set free from these chains the emperor did say!
He just puts his thumb down till all my friends are dead,
Killing and maiming I’m tired of it now!, but I wont surrender,
Not now not ever I’m still The killer gladiator,
The Gladiator The Final ActI’m so close to freedom right now I’ll soon be free!,
It’s the turn off the lions again today it pleases me,
I’m not nervous at all I’ve killed them before,
I’m a killer of slaves in the arena you see a Gladiator Of Rome,
That’s me full of blood from the body’s I just slashed in to bits,
I’m watching those lions eating there breakfast at last,
They think they will have me no not a chance,
For i have killed 50.000 Romans at last,
And now the story must end now you see,
I’ve fallen on my sword the emperor tricked me,
My blood and my guts are all over the place,
Please don’t weep for me now!
I didn’t fall in disgrace,
I’m am the champion of Rome! even though I am dead,
It’s my present, the emperor’s present,
I won my freedom but the emperor killed me,
I’m The Gladiator Of Rome “A Killing Machine”.
But the Gladiator of Rome had a son…………….
The end ………or is it
mercsmoon poetry © malc.johnson 2008
