Mars & Eirene

The coliseum stands alone, brick without brick - the salt water brings empty souls to the surface, the natural erosion rains down regardless, as midsummer falls Mars gathers his thoughts: Oh! What times we've paved in stone; shall we wield the Power of Kings? Must Eirene deprive us of War? Must we be warped by our own Epimetheus? Liberty, a statue that's sculptured to breathe as she falls.