andru235 in their hearts
they are still roaming
why all the roads, one wonders,
if they call themselves a settled people,
have they settled for less?

roam, roam onward.
it is your destiny to roam.
settled into sleep,
the mind roams.

you cannot help but roam.
you are all vagrants
in the eyes of a giggling baby chimera,
fluffy and friendly baby chimera.
if you do not roam,
the chimera will grow up
and eat you.

roam away! roam, roam for your lives!
what's it to you?
who go