Naples, Italy (Photo credit Google Image) |
The Walls of Naples
Built by human hands,
callous, calculated, and planned.
They did not go up
randomly or apologetically.
They were placed,
like ingredients in a fine recipe,
this brick is yours,
that one is mine.
A pinch of basil,
A pinch of basil,
a touch of time.
A winner is announced,
echos the city.
The competition's over.
The walls of Naples
seem stronger at night,
seem stronger at night,
yet at any moment,
can be taken down,
can be taken down,
slowly, strategically,
suddenly,
or with a force so genuine,
and so raw,
no room for
jealousy,
suddenly,
or with a force so genuine,
and so raw,
no room for
jealousy,
only
for nobility.
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