What was leadership, after all, but the blind choice of one route over another and the confident pretense that the decision was based on reason?
Robert Harris, Pompeii

The clouds of Pompeii
had nothing on his heart.
An eruption of UNCERTAINTY
then
his world e-x-p-l-o-d-e-d.
lights extinguighed,
joy (deleted).
Night is now who was once Day.
Corruption of a steaming bliss.
Darkness gripped his mind -
insomnia, coupled with a blind-ness..
that could only be caused
by some serious disruption....
like the ash of Pompeii when it settled
or the pain of a burnt page.
Loco Cocoa, backspace

Brave words. Easy to write when one was young and death was still skulking over a distant hill somewhere...
Robert Harris, Pompeii

The eruption of Vesuvius

Ancient Roman Music - Pompeii

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