Togate Reflections

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by Cn. Equitius Marinus

Togate, I stood
In a foreign place
Proud, assured, confident.
Son of Aeneas and of Romulus
Standing before the world
A bright beacon of the best that man can be.

Togate, I stood
On the steps of the Curia Hostilia.
Despairing, ashamed, abashed.
Watching as the children of Aeneas and Romulus
Destroyed one another viciously
There, in the well of the Comitia.

Togate, I walk
Along the Carina after dark.
Awash in the sounds of my City,
Wondering... Why?
Why is it I feel least Roman when I am in Rome?
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