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