After the last great feast,
Dionysus marched out of Alexandria
Leaving a Gladius and an asp.
Years later, he marched into
The great new republic,
And the feast began anew.
Once again citizens seized life,
And celebrated with grandeur and spectacle
Like the sun would not rise the following day.
Again, Dionysus grows restless
As resources dwindle and the party wanes
He prepares to depart leaving a choice.
Continue to feast and accept the Gladius and asp,
Or begin to conserve and hope for survival.
As the music fades, the choice is in our hands.
by Cody McCullough