Saturday, April 18

Modern Day Rome

Running away
from modern day Rome,
my soul is knackered as I roam;
     far from the city I do flee,
     but every place I seek,
     their eyes are on me.

In this land where we once were free,
we live in a prison, so serene;
     serving corporations
     upon our knees,
     as they finance prisons
     from sea to sea.

I gesticulate,
for all to see
serfdom fate in which they'll be.

self-entitled ignorance
blinds their means.

Modern Day Rome by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse