Rome fell for falling
A victim of conceit
If we won’t rise to mend our ways
At last our ends will meet.
The fall of Rome passed us by
Although we share its fruit
We take no heed in what was lost
Or what we gained in loot.
For now, the Empire’s come and gone
The ruins left to roam
Descend upon this tourist spot
And then return back home.
Are we to see ourselves in them?
A culture far from us
They lived – they breathed – they die no more
Returned back to the dust.
If there’s a lesson in Rome’s fall
America’s Exception –
Is liberty and freedom
And have been from inception.
Those we brought from far away
Wear masks that grin and lie
They have to keep their faces hid
Or happy pain belies.
Meanwhile those that die by day
Weren’t killed by masked assailants
They died from fighting selfish neighbors
Who boasted breath free from ailments.
Rome fell for failing to stand
Just as we will fall ourselves
If we can’t come together now
They’ll read our demise from shelves.
A house divided cannot stand
A nation is no stronger
If we don’t rise to mend our ways
We won’t be here much longer.