Showing posts with label Emperor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emperor. Show all posts

Friday, March 23, 2012

77. The Last Crusades


The pope and the people
Rallied for more crusades.
Rulers left their lands.
Frederick, the Emperor.
Leopold, the Austrian.
Richard, the Lion Heart.
An insult caused a rift
Between the Austrian and Lion Heart.
The Lion Heart was captured.
Held for ransom.
The lion’s heart broke
Mourning the loss of a friend turned enemy.
“I would sell London,”
He whispered in his shackles,
“If I could find a suitable purchaser.”
The Emperor drowned
Harassing the Roman son.
The cause that the urban on preached
Was lost.
Many people died.
Some at the hands of Christian men
Who did the unspeakable in the name of God.
God wasn’t directing those men.
Greed, pride and prejudice were their leaders.
No one was safe.
Jew and Turk alike were killed.
It was alright as long as they said their prayers and go to church
Anointing themselves in Christ’s waters.
The priests protested.
True believers of the cause tried to do right.
It was no use.
God was no longer on their side.
As knights stole relics from Constantine’s city
“Never,” they said,
“Was so great an enterprise.”
They came because God told them to.
They stayed to get rich.
They crossed themselves with one hand
Pocketing gold with the other
“So everything from common houses to the Church of God.”
“Were filled with men of the enemy.”
“This is an affront to God,”
The pope shouted.
Then he whispered behind his back,
“See if they can wrap it with a nice bow.”
Many still believed in the righteousness of the cause.
Remember the good people who believed in the cause.
Remember the ones who did it for God.
Not for greed.
Still fighting erupted in other places.
Spain reconquered Iberia.
Children tried for the Holy Land
But were captured by pirates.
Danes tried to cleanse their neighbors
Of “heathen” people.
God may not have given them the kingdom
But he did give them something else.
In the end the inner pilgrimage became important.
Remember the lessons learned here.
Otherwise old wounds be opened.

Sunday, March 11, 2012

65. The Pax Romana


A second triumvirate was formed
That hunted the traitors.
The last of the Romans
Fell over Caesar’s token
Across the river Styx
As the battle for Rome’s future raged all around him.
The traitors died.
Antony met Caesar’s consort
Her country fell when he left
The snake took care of that.
The August one came
In the turmoil after the Julian.
Declaring himself princeps
He rested the exhausted Rome
On her glorious throne
Dressed in an empress’s gown.
During the august one’s reign
Rome grew fat with offerings.
She lay in peace and prosperity
On her throne
Surrounded by presents from across the land.
Silks from China,
Ivory from Africa,
Jewels and spices from India,
Gold and silver flowed from France
Her conquests took her to the Danube.
She was sung to sleep by great poets.
Virgil telling tales of Aeneas,
Horace singing to Grecian pots
Livy told the truth,
Ovid mixing history and myth.
As she rested her mighty head
Smiling to herself on the august one’s lap
He declared Rome to be at peace
Calling himself “Restorer of the world.”
After him dynasties came.
Julio Claudians provided stability,
Flavians gave Rome a proper public crown,
The five good ones spread the empire further.
Emperors came and went like weather.
Some were fair
Others stormy.

Saturday, March 10, 2012

64. Julius Caesar

The sun came home
From his mighty conquests
People feared another ambitious man.
Instead Pompey reasoned with them
Making Crassus and Caesar suns themselves.
To make this bonding deal last
Pompey made a few business deals
To keep everything in the family.
On her head Pompey placed his three-star crown
Hoping Rome would stay that way
But one of those stars
Felt that his position
Was too small for his ambition
Julius Caesar, one such star
Weeping tears of Alexandrian dreams
Packed his bags,
Gathered his comrades
Setting off to conquer Gaul.
Many fell to Caesar’s legion
As he continued his way north.
Neptune stopped him with a storm
When he tried to finish off the Celts.
Caesar came back to Rome
With offerings of jewels to his people.
He adorned Rome like a goddess
To the dismay of Pompey and his peers.
Crassus died.
New people were brought in.
The senate asked Caeser to disband
As he came to the shores of Rubicon.
That was where they drew the line
As tensions weakened government.
When neither side refused to back down
Ambition caused a river to be crossed
Civil war was declared.
Caesar, with his laurels of hubris
Seduced an Egyptian queen.
A second river then was crossed
When, with three little words,
“Vini Vidi Vici,”
Caesar declared himself Emperor.
“Beware my king,”
The soothsayer said,
“For you will cross one last river.”
“Beware the ides of March.”
He couldn’t hear the soothsayer’s warning
His hubris laurels were worn too proudly.
Many senators thought them gaudy
So they plotted and found behind their backs
Some help across the third river.