Place of the remus, and romulus'
Unto us all, caput mundi a home
Modern and archaic everything theirs
Sprawls out of Italy, the overgrown.
Where in the world have our brethren,
Found God and kept Him or God the son?
Only a devoted the vatican,
Have they the church, and none.
And where the world has gone,
For their homage?
Where in the world they've begun
A journey; their pilgrimage?
To Rome the world has gone,
Every pilgrim to find God,
Where He was or God the son
Upon the rungs, which He trod.
- Author: R_n_X (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 12th, 2022 08:55
- Category: Religion
- Views: 9
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