Somethingpretty Poem by john wake

Curves of sculptures of the old Romans
Filled our way though Europe, all humans

But neither nymphs nor romans
Can tell me if you aren’t human

As the wind withered, whispering roman
Form which filled my poetry-praising you goddess, not the humans

As its boarders sank to the sea, we romans
Could see beautiful Tunis separated, unable to cross- only human

But time ticks, till our ships all roman
Cross, to the ruins of Libya, beauty destroyed by humans

Chills rattled me, the heat to heavy for roman
Shields, so I shed to bear skin, no more human

Only a fair soul lost in mans’
Philosophy, but tales tell me you aren’t human

And your shape, less clear in light
Grasped my eyes and I felt I was right.