A Metaphorical Poem
by Alex Constantin 1 ESO
London is a jungle,
People are always busy
Life is not easy!
People are ants,
The tube is a worm
digging its way
underground
that takes the ants
around.
I love London!
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Lucius
Quintus Maximus took off his sandals and threw out the stones which had
collected in the bottom. Satisfied they were all gone he put the sandals back
on his feet. He looked up. The sun was deep on the horizon and light was fading
fast. He could see the wall in the distance and knew it would be completely
dark by the time he got back, if he got back that is. He was a centurion of the
9th legion 4th cohort. He was sent on a mission in Britania to recover the lost
eagle of the ninth. After recovering the sacred standard he journeyed to the
closest Roman fort. He arrived at midnight and was tended to but did not sleep.
The following morning he was shown to his cohort. He then demanded to see the
commander of the fort. As he was travelling to the fort he hadfelt that he was
being watched most of the way. He had then seen a man hiding in the forest next
to the path. Lucius had been certain that the British were trailing him. He
explained all of this to the commander, who rustled through his beard
thoughtfully. After Lucius finished, the commander demanded that the fort be
ready for battle. During the next few days swords were
sharpened and armour cleaned. A ring of defensive stakes was made around the
fort. Then they waited. A week passed and nothing happened. And much to
Lucius’s distress, the commander gave the order to stand down.