I’ve roamed
Far beyond Rome,
And in between
Sites that did mean
Recall one day,
What must be seen
To find their way
In minds held keen,
That musings stay
To hold the memory
Of insistent places,
Where one still hears
Echoes of the faceless,
In a world of tears
Where life soon passes,
With utter indifference
To their relentless fears…
The while I roam
Roads I have known,
Yet find them looking
For a road that has a home!