Among Roman ruins

Look at the arena said he

The Romans had an auditorium here

Lovely plays, music, theater

All the visages of a glorius culture

But they soon got bored

Sick of their life of plenty

They turned this into an arena

To get their high on blood and gore

Gladiators replaced the actors

The drama became lifelike

The crowds roared in delight

Men and beast were slain alike

The decadence was a sign

For soon the empire fell

All the glory, all the pomp

Reduced to rubble, a worthless pile

I felt the pulse beating

I heard them baying for blood

I saw them show their thumbs down

A sign which said kill kill kill

As I turn the page of my daily dose

I hear them baying for blood

Every day a new villain is shown

For the crowds to tear apart

Is it a sign, an ominous one, that

Our auditoria have also become arenas

We seek to see blood spilt

Where once we had quiet ballerinas

Off with his head said the queen of hearts

Off with his head we all say

This one is dead, all bloody and mangled

Tomorrow we need another prey

The time has come to introspect

Reduce our speed and quietly reflect

Forgiveness has to replace revenge

For we need peace, not violence to survive