There is a Castle...

Lambert Castle, West Paterson, NJ

There is a Castle…
(To Paterson, I love you)

Sire,

There has been a change on Temple Hill…
The challenge of walking up is distracted now
By infectious ills
Coughed up by Northside naughty neighbors
The Silk City has become rough and gritty…
And the quality of life force within is the pity
The spread of hopelessness has run amok
In thine beloved city
Your adored sculpture of Beaux-Arts
Nestled in the valley’s heart
Where inner villages are triangle bent
Project tenements
are on Grand streets,
Cobblestone history under feet
and Park prestige in the East
And…
On a clear day
If you look towards the sky,
You can see the realm of the Four Towers
Nestled behind dual drawbridges
Embraced by the great falls river stream
Yet,
Like the stream, full and raging in Spring
The Peoples tears are flooding River Street
Rounding out Putnam’s oval like 10th Avenue circle
And swelling over the walls of the Blue Palace
Messenger Ginsberg’s Howl is now a growl!
They have forgotten to love her sire – with a kiss
Forgotten bard Williams', torah of love, for her populace
They have forgotten to believe, Sire
That they are within her Kingdom
They need a beacon of hope to guide them
Through the shadows of despair and civil unrest
Belief that even dreams deferred can manifest
Shall I point them towards the view in the West?
Where within the slopes of Garrett Mountains peaks
There is a reminder…
That – Royalty
indeed
walk these streets

There is a Castle…

And…

Wherever there is a castle – there is a Kingdom!

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa

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