A Legend of POMPEII
Young warrior returns home to visit his pregnant love – a Report heading
Far echoed dust wrapped iron body young
Saddled to his home
White stallion mimicked his weary unsettlements
Wounded blotches on one of his face
Opened to the stealthy sun shining above
Celebrations and Celebrations everywhere!!
wine all over the night till dawn
All stood under custody of his finger tips
Ransoms will be delivered to the motherland
A barking sky like a rogue, quite unusual
For a warrior like him
If dedications were to face an enemy in the field
It seemed a judgment day for all
With the roaring boulders sunk in their life
The warrior and his swollen bellied wife
Slept under a cover of ashes and melted lava
Unmoved with a hand hung smoothly but tightly
on his child unborn
Photo credit ; Iwona Castiello d’Antonio