The Cranes
All around I see the cranes
Of buildings growing taller,
Contributing to blocking out the sky,
Which seems much smaller.
They haul supplies, enabling
The placing of the beams
To disrupt the city skyline
And fulfill somebody's dreams.
The cranes are not at fault, although
They're easier to blame.
Without them our fair city
Couldn't play this modern game.
But since they're here, the buildings rise,
Monstrosities of glass,
The beauty of the views we knew
Abruptly come to pass.
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