Saturday 3 November 2012
WhEn iN RomE, dO As tHe RoMaNs Do
“WhEn iN RomE, dO As tHe
RoMaNs Do”
The shifting train;
The raising moon,
Fast, oh, fast!
Tress, on both sides, went behind.
There was nothing else is the best,
Except travelling to Rome in the
past.
Though, he arrived
with nervousness.
People,
seemed
bizarre, antiquated.
He couldn’t adapt into the
surroundings
And lonely as it is that loneliness,
would be lonelier
if he put more barriers
Insisting…
Insisting to be the real him.
He thought it would be worth doing
so.
He was deliberating
in the silence,
surrounded with loneliness.
He started acting,
Split himself with the real him.
Starting to blend into the people;
Realizing it was becoming better.
Finally, he was in the heavenly
Rome.
Meanwhile,
he just put a mask to cover himself.
He discovered that everyone has a
mask.
No one knew what would happen
If people take off their masks…
Do you know?
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