All English Sonnets
THE CITY I LIVE IN
– a foot – note
I craved for your attention, but in vain.
I failed to move your stoid, clueless cheer
I was rejected by you everywhere
But now you want to name your newest lane
To honor me. No thanks. In times remote,
When you rejected me with vile comment,
This rosary of the sonnets, then I wrote,
To assuage my hurt. The monument
Has risen higher than your wildest guess,
And learned scholars, from it widely quote,
The irrepressible truths of lif,. Though, yes,
I once did on you passionately dote.
You booted me and therefore Your Highness
In this have only rated a foot – note.