Once beautiful and new

Too long I have been in this kingdom of fools and slaves

Surrounded by the court jester as he laughs all day for others and never did you see such a humorous profession be sad

On some days you would see him around corners laughing for himself

True stories be told of his secret laughter

Kings and Queens run amuck in and out

I have seen pass in my time

Kings who were fat and rich with gold and love

Robbed beauty from the rest of us who live in this dreary dwelling

Warriors walk with large arms and fists and little brains

Rodents collect for hibernation and the cold winter ahead

Intellectuals….

Of scribe

Of science

Of mathematics

All share the same view down their noses on to us, the citizenry

We are the mob

We are the city

The one you hear

Its heart beat pound the cobblestone and dirt

This place too long, a change, has beseeched her with scars of oppression across her face

Once beautiful and new