I imagined
Julius Caesar
Had just entered
The temple of his death
It happened now
2022, and I saw
Jagger and Richards
Creeping up behind him
With their daggers
Raised high
Above their heads
They cut him down
From all sides
Until he came to, again
And with a Popist
Paternal feeling said
I forgive you
My sons
All your sins
And then he died
Again