BattleBots
Rome knew the excitement of the masses
Blood pouring; thumbs down
Survival; thumbs up
The crowds loved the sights, sounds, and smells
Lions devouring quivering flesh
Chariot wheels seperating bodies and heads
Now, society has safe places instead
A little stress? Watch movies of kittens playing with string.
Offended? Make a new law against, or better yet, call the offender racist
No langer can I kill a worthy opponent in the arena
Or match flesh and brawn with those stronger or weaker...
No, today I can only watch robots on television in front of cheering children, try and kill each other.
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