NO ESTEEM

NO ESTEEM

We covered history
As we crisscrossed Rome
From early to the middle Ages
Looking at their homes

We listened to the eras
Across two thousand years
Presenting themselves
In bricks and stones

Nero still remembered
Evil was his throne
Always hurting people
His hurt still is known

Everywhere we traveled
Death reared its head
All those people
Struggled until they were dead

Now the façade is religion
Churches everywhere
All those hurting people
And the world doesn’t care

Rome is not unusual
Man is very mean
The strong live for ego
And people get no esteem

Clay Corvin 03/21/04

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