Exodus

We  used to live by an ancient Roman road
where the chalk gave way to clay
then to grandfather’s fertile garden
  lemon trees and vines.

Now we walk in the footprint of the Legions
passed the iron age fort
toward the setting sun, squinting into the night
for signs of good fortune; an eagle wheeling westward home.

As we awake to the scent of dew on wild pears,
passed the place where Brutus met his end
  a nation walks away from the homeland
it’s web of common roads and famine.

How can I leave my land
where I loved nothing more
than flying a kite with my children,
wiping the oil off of wild pistachio fruit?

My legs grow stronger now; philosophical,
carrying our burdens to Roman land
thinking not return from whence we came
for my son is smiling, eating blackberries bleeding on his teeth.

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Kosovo Refugees

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About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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8 Responses to Exodus

  1. archecotech says:

    As it was in the ancient days at the end of the Roman Empire, so to then they had an influx of immigrants. This the very thing that is disturbing me, this was a planned attack of sorts, and of the worst kind. It appeals to a sense of responsibility to our human senses. It would be wrong to turn them away and at the same time it must be questioned who is responsible for this influx? Look West – the answer is there. Crush the life out of existing economies, burden them with housing those who are in need. Force them into subjection without ever seating foot in a country you want to defeat. My God, Europe come to your senses. Look at who’s behind all of this – open your eyes. Get rid of the shackles they wish to lay upon you. Return to your roots.

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    • toritto says:

      Arch – there is no doubt in anyone’s mind that the the West’s attack on Iraq and our desire for “regime change” in Libya and Syria have resulted in the destruction of these countries, the exodus of their peoples and the death and misery of tens of thousands.

      Thanks for the re-blog and best regards.

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  3. archecotech says:

    Reblogged this on Life in Russia and commented:
    Who is Responsible for this Influx?

    As it was in the ancient days at the end of the Roman Empire, so to then they had an influx of immigrants. This the very thing that is disturbing me, this was a planned attack of sorts, and of the worst kind. It appeals to a sense of responsibility to our human senses. It would be wrong to turn them away and at the same time it must be questioned who is responsible for this influx? Look West – the answer is there. Crush the life out of existing economies, burden them with housing those who are in need. Force them into subjection without ever seating foot in a country you want to defeat. My God, Europe come to your senses. Look at who’s behind all of this – open your eyes. Get rid of the shackles they wish to lay upon you. Return to your roots.

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  4. beetleypete says:

    Insightful as ever, Frank. History repeats itself, in a never-ending cycle of mankind’s greed and viciousness.
    Best wishes, Pete

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  5. "A Curious Mind" says:

    Reblogged this on "A Curious Mind".

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