Adolescent ambitions fill stairwells in a concrete jungle,
as excreted profanities plague graffiti-strewn passageways.
Forgotten by time and men with power – a place of past glories.
But this yearning revolt of youth catches rejuvenations’ eye.
Saddened by fresh death each week in the old-quarter zone,
solemnity beckons for the time it takes to remove a corpse.
Their effects discarded as new meat hastily scent-marks territory.
A wretched condition for life once brimming with celebration.
Sharp shrieks echo through a carnal chiaroscuro nightfall.
Sleepless stirring reveals discomfort at heart.
For who are these disagreeable devils, to come mostly at night,
and pertain to command the grounds where we live?