Who knows where I've been in the last twenty
centuries?
May be I was a roman soldier
guarding the Adrian Wall
where I met a pale blue eyes blonde love
to warm my winters
to show me love is anywhere
anyhow.
and I was scattered back
on some Mediterranean
coast
groping with the Normans
a new life, which is also
and again an old life;
like that I had as Greek's slave
before my manumission
when I captured those
I had been conquered by.
And when I'll
be searching
for other worlds
far in the skies
will I remember
my Mother
Earth?
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