Ides of March

A look back to the past.... and maybe to the future...

Ides of March

Caesar, supreme, confident, right
Great Dictator of Ancient Rome
All bow down before his might
Or died, like Cato, far from home

Caesar, supreme, confident, right
Tore up into ancient rules and ways
His army always ready for a fight
And so the Republic slow decays

Caesar, supreme, confident, right
Until the Ides of March, of fate
Foretold by one with Second Sight
Brutus thrusts last dagger’s hate

The tyrant falls, but at great cost
Because the Republic will be lost