A Slave’s Whisper
â€œBeware that fame is fleetingâ€
said the slave into the ear
of Caesar proud and noble
Triumphâ€™s trumpet blasts so near.
And though long dead Romeâ€™s tenure
never fails to earn repeat
of proud manâ€™s destination
and the clay that makes his feet.
So clothe yourself in humble garb
and gentleness of hand,
for nobler robes have never sat
the shoulders of a man.