STATES, PARDON ME, CITIES

In the little town
across the seven seas
lived a small nation.
This nation could fit into one city.
and nowhere else.
At least that’s what little nation’s Emperor thought.
Pardon, Duke.
And one day some people left the city.
They were the first to leave.
Followed by the second.
And the third.
Emperor, pardon, Duke
was left alone.

…

The name of the city ?
Look around,
perhaps this is a story
of your.. city.

– Sabahudin Hadžialić