In Rome

A Poem by Zachary Ramsey

I’ve watched much time fly by, as I return to the past
A synchronized feeling that I knew couldn’t last
And the saints and the gods perched atop their stone towers
Greet me forever again, for they hold no regard for the hours

As the taxi cab drivers whirl past so fast
The middle class masses take shuttles
And the great stony temples that were built to last
They too shall fade into rubble

As these ticking clocks tick their own time away
Rusting in fervent decay
And the minds of the men who live by these clocks
Know not of this season or day

The clock ticks the brick as the brick falls to the floor
And the cops make their rounds amongst the ruins
And all who brave bliss can hear wise men speak
From their tombs behind walls in the ruins

The sky blares away its bold shade of blue
Beyond man, beyond time, beyond towers
As it did when this stone first pierced the air
A symbol of man’s celestial hour

Electric grids and hydraulic pumps
Breathe new life into this land
And the past meets the present in a glorious display
For the hour of man’s well at hand

There is gluttony and strife, infinite incarnations of life
A picture of humanity at a glimpse
There’s no doubt in my mind, if you look you will find
Our ruins one day will fall subject to chimps

That is if they haven’t already

Zachary Ramsey is an American author currently residing in Los Angeles, California. Mr. Ramsey is the author of “Forward To An American Odyssey” (2018) and “Past The Precipice” (2019). His third book of poems “Fields Of Life” is slated for release in August of 2020.

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