BARACUS: The Ordeal.A.D.41.

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EPISODE IX: Injustice.... View attachment 611605

Throughout the day,crucifixions continue,
A charnel house of torture and noise...
Others made to suffer Rome's cruel justice
Men and Women,young,old,black and white
All consigned to their godawful fate....

Another,T-cross,raised,with much effort
The male occupant,he looks familiar...
We stare at each other in dull recognition
He's shocked,asks,"Baracus, is it you ?!"
I acknowledged with a solemn nod....

He looks sorrowful,a dreadful fate shared
Tearfully he asked,how this came to be...?
"I was implicated in a plot,against Caligula
In his vengeance, he'd demanded a cull
I was innocent, but deemed otherwise !!"

"Oh shit,not you,as well !! That's not right...
Haven't you heard,not that it matters..(!!)
The tyrant is dead,Claudius reigns instead.
Obviously previous convictions still stood !!"
I stare in total disbelief, this CAN'T be true...

Together we curse our ill-gotten fate
It's a total sham,a conspiracy,swept aside
It's pointless to complain,here we are !!
Hanging on our harsh obscene Crosses
Jointly condemned, to slowly,painfully die...

The heat,dust and irritating biting flies
Itching intolerably places I cannot scratch
Raw bloodied wounds,more fresh pain
Can't seem to feel my,nailed hands....
Pierced feet,going numb,it's hopeless.

Instinctively I attempt to raise myself
Fuck,it's impossible I can't do it !!
Nailed sadistically to the wood...
Rough coarse bark,scrapes my back
I'm affixed,spread,displayed like a insect

Rectal Cornu,for my rear passage,it burns...
No sedile for me,it's decided out of spite
Self-raped anally again,and again...
My Penis,previously whipped,throbs
Sex thoughts are far from my mind...

Sadly the fates took an unkind turn
After an hour,I observed my sad friend
He's thrashing unnaturally guttural sounds
With a groan,he soon jerked and dropped
Dead,his heart,it was weak,I despaired.

The day soon ends,it's growing dull
Sun is setting,this day is done for now
Pretty soon it will be night time....
Cold and dark,fearful times and sounds
My ordeal is quite far from over....

Through the dimming light,I observe
Soldiers carrying brushwood,freshly cut
They lay at the base of other Crosses
They walk past me,ignoring my plight
Other Legionnaires,carry buckets of pitch

Torches burn,carried aloft,flames crackle
Crucified victims,terrified,struggle and beg
To no avail,the soldiers soon ignite the wood
Immolated,a fiery awful screaming end...
Yet...I was spared,no idea why...WHY ?!

(To be continued....)

Excellent writing

 

[Crux-Emperor Baracus X]

Excellent writing

Thank you it was a Labour of love....