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What secrets lay beneath
The bright shining health
Of the old town?
The streets like arteries
Reaching to the township heart
A creature separate, apart
Drawing all its children in and down
The old town

Why do I shudder now
To see those wide, quiet streets
Of the old town?
The people mingle, come and go
And so the lifeblood flows
Now separate from me
I’m no longer there
I am apart
Not just another child never found
In the old town

So brief that time spent
And I so young
In the old town
These trickster memories
Invade my mind as parasites
I near recall, I almost might
But it’s Sirens that call me so I drown
In the old town

(c ) Helen Valentina 2019