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beauty, death, life,
In my hometown, there lies a street,
A buzzing, busy city street,
Where cars speed forward in roaring fleets
Toward places to be and people to meet.
And on this street lies a bouquet,
A busty, bountiful bouquet.
Next to the cracking curb, it lays
And braves the the traffic of midday.
And the bouquet has leaves of red,
A lustful, lively, bloody red.
It's sad such life will soon be dead,
Crushed by our killer tire treads.
absence, age, appreciation, change,
by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot » Sun May 29, 2011 1:57 pm
Death of my Hometown
A visit to my home town was sad
found lacking in so much of what it had
Gone are the old familiar sights
replaced by empty lots and blight
Gone too are the incoming rural weekend crowd
when dead or dying not much is allowed
Found that which I had come to fear
so sadly shocked that I didnt shed a tear.
Thirty five years away and time seems to have brought
death and destruction to that which I so eagerly sought
Not that I didnt expect the changes to be great
just that I wasnt prepared to find it was just too late......--Tyr