City Changes
When a change in your surroundings
Makes you mad or discontent,
You might question if the houndings
Of some friends did represent
Truths that you were blind to seeing
For your urban love runs deep,
So much so that you hate being
Without noise to help you sleep.
Yet when former subway users
Get that “lease a car now!” spark,
Their new autos leave us losers
With no place in which to park.
And when bikers meet for riding,
Hogging every single lane,
Central Park is, you’re deciding,
For pedestrians, a pain.
Though the city still has magic
And its praises yet are sung,
All these changes feel quite tragic
To New Yorkers not quite young.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2021
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