Survival is Overrated

our hearts play gladiatorial games
and the arterial spray on the sand
makes a picture of two hands holding
a sword for a kiss, a spear for a caress
a shield for a guarded look
Caesar gives the big thumbs-up
but we die anyway, in our own little ways
here and there, we die a bit and a bit more
but oh
OH
what
a
way
to
go!