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, ever serene;
Serving corporations
Upon our knees,
They finance prisons
From sea to sea.

I gesticulate,
For all to see,
Serfdoms fate
In which they’ll be:

Self-entitled ignorance,
Blinds their means.

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

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