Dublin
Dublin
During the songs striking next line
You might even be capable of loving them,
Yet,
You are Dublin.
Yes, a sweet melancholy tremors in your beating heart
But,
You are still an emerald
Among soot and soil.
The mecca among Middle Eastern complexity.
That is why,
You,
You alone think of them,
And sing,
Sing along with the song's
Striking next line.
Because you are a poet,
An Irish romantic who strolls upon lush green knolls
Poetry created, perhaps not of immortal words,
But more like a singer that gently calls,
Into the abyss, and sings:
“Forever”
“Forever”
“Forever”
MD 4/19/ 2015
