Et Tu, Et tu;
Take me somewhere new;
Rome has fallen, again.
The Trump-its stopped playing, again;
This may well be the end-
And what have we done?
It is etched in stone-
hidden under the tablets,
Do not fear a judgement day;
There is no way judgement could last-
For one day.
It lasts as the universe expands;
And in the end falls upon itself with bloody hands.
Et tu, Caezar? Et quid nobis, Caezar?