Fear 
grips the city,
loose pipes,
leaking roofs,
holes in stairways
smoky airways.

Clear skies,
resplendent-
views
through
cluttered hedges.

Infested rooms,
scurrying,
here
          there
stench
so
sickening,
vile.
Absent
          headlines.
Nothing
done,
said-
ignored.

Why?
    Why?
Because-
This
    This,
is
P a r a d i s e.