Performance Poetry
Marvellous Minibeasts
Fabulous Flamingos
Perfect Penguins
I am a Roman Soldier One of many who fight for Rome and for Glory Those Celts are not worthy Our army is fierce and mighty The world, we will rule with Strength and Honour I am a Roman Soldier The sun gleams from shields slung over the backs of my comrades Our swords clank at our sides Some choke on the dust as I peer ahead. Celtic warriors are coming, coming. I am a Roman soldier My mother’s voice rings in my head, “Come back with your shield, or upon it.” I wonder if my blood will be dried and bro