After the departure of the Romans
we were our own bosses again
at war with each other
The sergeants took over
first the peripheral areas
then the middle land
Only behind the mountains
the residents still resist
longing for a king of their own
as once
his sword shone
his sword shines
immovably stuck
in the eyes of the people
dreaming of a peaceful life
a passed-on promise, for once
but unfortunately
the sword has disappeared
Feb 24, 2019
Feb 24, 2019 at 3:37 AM UTC
After the departure of the Romans
we were our own bosses again
at war with each other
The sergeants took over
first the peripheral areas
then the middle land
Only behind the mountains
the residents still resist
longing for a king of their own
as once
his sword shone
his sword shines
immovably stuck
in the eyes of the people
dreaming of a peaceful life
a passed-on promise, for once
but unfortunately
the sword has disappeared
