Once was my city

It used to be a charming, little city, with old trees lining its sleepy roads. A sense of familiarity floating in the air, and a genteel, if predictable, demeanour of modest living.

Where has that friendly place – which could listen with equanimity to the voices of dissent and to the voices of reason – disappeared? Who are these rowdy, greedy, intolerant fanatics that have ripped apart the civilized serenity that lived in my city, once?

Once was my city

This city
Which was once my city
Now
Feels like a stranger I bumped into
At one time
He would have
Gathered his papers
And I
My purse and specs and the keys
From the ground
A gentle apology
Exchanged
Before we went away
Now
I will be wary
Of airing my thoughts even
In this city
Which was once my city
Lest
They bump
Into someone
And he whips out a gun
And
Silences
The voice of reason
Just because
He doesn’t like
The sound of it
Reverberating
Through this city
Which
Once was my city.

Jyotsna Atre

This post is a part of the Blogchatter A2Z challenge

6 thoughts on “Once was my city

  1. What a beautiful way to describe the changes of one’s city . It’s strange how cities evolve into scarier places rather than offer more comfort to its former denizens.

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    • At a time when spaces around us are more impersonal than ever, it has become important for us to collectively take a pause and re-evaluate our goals for a better future. What does ‘better’ mean in the long run? Is money-making to be the only purpose of cities? How does the character of a city affect the thought process of its residents? Recently, a few EU countries are converting vast parking lots into places of interaction. Worth mulling.

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