Ides of March

This is a short poem I wrote today about the assassination of Julius Caesar on March 15, 44 B.C.

On marble steps stained deep and dark

The senate slew Rome’s patriarch,

Stabbed as if within a play

Beneath the theater’s arch.

Oh, rue the day!

“Et tu, Brute?”

Beware the Ides of March!

Rhyme scheme: AABCBBC