Losing the Way
Riding stormy winds to the past
To find out how we lost our way
How long did the great ones last
Mayans left their pyramids where trees sway
We are left to ponder the whys
As vines constrict their ruins
Incas left their calling card in the mountains
A vast empire now left to the clouds
Winds take me to the Roman empire
They were great indeed but now their ruins decay
Deserted coliseums tell the story
As they crumbled under wars and strife
The winds return me to the present
It journeyed on, it did not stay
But I heard it whisper before it left;
'Once again they've lost the way'!
8-17-2022
Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2022
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