March of Hannibal unplanned

I am indomitable unstoppable Rome-abhorring Captain Hannibal

Children taken, wrenched from mothers’ grasps the land’s span

Fed to fearsome hilltop tophets, prophets engage, nay enrage

Deities of constraint and malfeasance, grant passage my grand animals

Across glacial Alpen passages, that my elpends inexpendable

Can depend through that passing and be penned after Rome’s taking

Men flayed by frost-winged winds winnowing at widowmaking eyries

We are frigid, they rame and rage, we will not go to Rome this way

He is not dissuaded, will not sway from his path, his fate, his way

He goes on and they after, they hiss and hate but die for their master

Barded pachyderms ardour’d muster

In earnest having passed passes furthest

Unbendable tembo trampling new worlds, whom a mouse spooks

Who can mountains move! Proboscidean regal as walked from dreams

Enormous tusked mosquito, thou art wise and a schemer alike man

Span of your flank hundred hands, banded with jewels fit for amulets

Grey sage gigantic, lop-eared and memorious

Let their charge bring quaking to the seven-hilled city

Let their elders have slavery, generational indignity

Let Carthage be king ye.

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