My way back home…, by GeorgeB

My way back home…, by GeorgeB

I have a dream, from time ti time,
It’s the ruins of Rome,
In Bucharest, after the big earthquake of 1977,
And I roam among the ruins, and it’s a maze,
from which I cannot escape…
I cannot find my way home…
And then I wake up, only to dream abour all that…
Again and again…