About our times….a poem

Industry

By Frank Ryan

 I live near the government seat

Where big guns speak and speak

And they do say, and they do swear

So earnestly, so mightily

And that’s for sure

Yes that is for sure.

I live down by the sea

Where gray ships sail

And all can see

But we don’t build ships

No more, no more

And that’s’ for sure.

I live in forests tall

Where green needles shine

But they don’t say timber

No more, no more.

I live aside the steel mill

Where once was industry

The families that lived there

All gone you see

All gone, all gone

And that is sad.

I live beside the railyard

Where trains do come and go

And you can all see

The trains are gone

All gone, all gone

Few trains you will see.

I live down by the mall

Where shoppers look and see

And they buy, and buy

So eagerly, so eagerly

That’s for sure

And that’s for sure.

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