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Gladiators
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The Gladiator
12 men standing...but theres an air of silence,
Thousands turned up...to witness incredible violence,
Fates decided...on the turn of a single thumb,
The man with the power...to the crowd he will sucummb,
Slaves forced to fight...to satisfy romes lust for blood,
By that night...remains of corpses buried in the mud,
Wife turned widows...children forced to bury their father,
women weep...but the gladiators cry much harder,
they get on with each other...help one another,
when in the collseum...its like killing a brother,
This was reality...not a ficticious fallacy,
Real men...real weapons...and real casualities,
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