Spartacus

They look to me,
My band of "merry" mad men...
"Oh, lead us deep into treasure troves of truth, dear Galahad".

My ego and I,
we guide the guides
As I set sail to my Never land of nuances
I venture forth into Sherwood forests of feeble will
My lost boys and I.

We walk the yellow brick road to an Oz of our own making,
Our own colloquial Camelot
Our asinine Avalon

My Ruby slippers turned blue
My faded delusions burned true
My Pegasus prairies of hope;
Hear my hymn Beethoven
Pass on my shield Sophocoles
Mirth on my way Tinkerbell...Pixie dust all the way.

Indefinite pause on my doorstep of bliss
Athena cease the dance of the cosmos
Be silent dear Sancho; wait by my side
As I face my demon- Peter face your shadow.

Goliath to my David
Brutus to my Caesar
Hades to my Zeus
Balthazar to my Gabriel

Epic battle of truth in deceitful shadows
My own Sodom and Gomorrah
Be still my knights of table round

I have waged my war- I have killed my killer
Have no fear-for I shall lead you to glory
Have no fear for I shall lead you there...
You see my friends
I am "Spartacus"