Spaniard

Gladiator: Are you not entertained?

Spaniard
They would call him
Rising amongst the others
The best
The ultimo
La prima
Who cares

While his fellows
Would cry out
of students
Who won awards
All the while
A little fatter
A little more hollow
Than the year before
He took pride in all of his students
Perhaps not glorious
Perhaps not beautiful
But the ones who had for fight
For each success
Step by step
Slice by silice
Carving out
Demanding of the world
What she would not revel
At first

So it was
Like his school
That didn't even call him for a first round
Despite awards won
Recognition by others
Decrying glory
His
To ears gone so deaf
To eyes so blind
Simply because
The people
Whom he elevated
Called Spaniard

So it was

Are you not entertained?
Are you?

The cry
Spaniard
Carries him out of the arena