Where be our Cincinnatus?
That golden hero of yore
Where be our Cincinnatus?
To whom even Washington swore
Above reproach
Pridefully evoked
A common admiration
Wielding power with veneration
With the Aquei’s threat abated
Upon the Field of Mars, abdicated
Laying down stewardship's yoke
Knowing it be no golden cloak
Where be our Cincinnatus?
Someone upon whom we can depend
Where be our Cincinnatus
Amongst these common men?
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Matthew J. Fromm
Full-time nerd, history enthusiast, and proprietor of arcane knowledge.
Here there be dragons, knights, castles, and quests (plus the occasional dose of absurdity).
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Excellent words , and where is ours now
Outstanding work!
Remembered this from when you published it originally. Another clever and stirring piece from you! Making my decision hard, dude! Thanks!
Interesting! Makes me wonder if Cincinnati was inspired from his heroism. If so, they need to rename that city pronto, lol. I've been to Cincinnati and its mostly trashed. Decent football team though. Love where your mind goes with what you chose to write.
An excellent question! Please let us know if you find him!
Roman legend. Every nation needs such heroes!
Loved it! 😀 and good question, where is he!? 🫡
I am not familiar with Cincinnatus but this just sounds like an old relic found in the back of a university or an old temple. Really well written - love your historical writing!
Cincinnatus left the plow, won a major battle, and gave up his power to go back to his farm. There is not a soul out there willing to do that now. Sad. :(