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Spartacus

Courage, Loyalty, Audacity, Leadership.
Spartacus be his name. Slave, and
Gladiator was his inherited game.  

All of Rome trembled at hearing of his fame,
for they feared he could not be caught or
tamed.

Battle after battle Spartacus won, and the
blood of Romans red did run.

But in the end, out numbered three to one,
Spartacus feel to his enemy's sword and
The great slave rebellion was over and done.
His body was never found, but his name
lives on in history unbound.

Along the Appian Way from Capus to Rome,
loud cries ring out from the haunting
voices of the six thousand crucified.
Spartacus! Spartacus! Where art thou?
Slaves they had been. Warriors they became!
All to die in the glory of Spartacus' name.

Jackie R. Kays
2005





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