With the eyes of my Pilate red and wicked
I was accused of my past
Sued to justify my future
But where future lies if not with AMICA
With whom will I walk if not love
.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Drum of war sing
I stand among gladiators in Blood Arena
Where trophy belongs to the last man standing
Where mortal wrestle with legion
Where rogue with nothing to lose trade life for honour
Where only I fight for love
Where my heart sing AMICA
.
Crowd goes wild
Fight to Die!
No mercy!
Kill or be killed!
Forget honour!
but as I think of AMICA
My hand grip my sword
I fight my war not to live
I fight for love
I fight for my unborn kids
I fight for generation that will tag my name with honour
I fight for VITTORIA! VITTORIA! VITTORIA!
Author Bio:
Lebile Melt Oluwatosin is an Agric Extensionist and a poet, he is the author of the book titled Africa Your Son is in Trouble and part of the anthology titled Voice for the Voiceless, Peace is Possible, among others.