Observations of Town

• Save

Note #1:

As I walk among the ruins of an empire,

Bathed in bad omens and bitter prophecies,

Its people ignore the tolling of Death’s bell.

Note #2:

I found lost ghosts neck-deep in grief,

Time slipping through spectral fingers,

Amongst carved hearts of past tragic loves.

Note #3:

Passing rundown shops either show off

Months old décor, boarded up windows,

Yellowed flyers or dated advertisements.

Note #4:

Spiderweb cracks and empty spaces,

Wildflowers take root, ivy tightly coils

Around old relics, decades of nostalgia.

Note #5:

Graffiti has now become death notices,

Funerals for childhood haunts and teen habits,

As silent and sad estates dwindle in youth.

Note #6:

Negligent governance sitting pretty in

High seats and plush offices do not care

As rust and dust clogs up lungs daily.

• Save