Liverpool

Liverpool When night ends, the fog begins Heavy as lead! Shrouding the town: Once grand And home of grandeur. The grand mansions of old times! Now in ruins: off white! Harboring the ghosts of The grandeur! Who would have lived in a house Like this? My mind wanders; The eye of my mind Looking through the silver keyholes! A wealthy merchant or an industrialist? What became of the merchants and industries Of this once mighty Town? Perhaps the fog shrouding the town became dense with smoke Billowing from the ashes of The industrious! The Mersey River is just the excuse! Who knows? Liverpool: my husband’s home town Liverpool: the origin of my beloved’s Mellifluous tongue! Liverpool: the TOWN of the famous four! Why dost thou inspire such melancholy In me? Liverpool: Once a year, on Christmas day We remember you: my husband and I! Our hearts heavy with melancholy Of the Christmases we spent On your shores in past years! Nothing connects us to you! No more! All the family left your shores! In mass Exodus! To sunnier horizons! Liverpool: one day we will bring our children To your shores! So that they will inhale your air! Understand the roots of their father’s mellifluous Voice! A voice so rare! YASEMIN BALANDI