Crumble
I very often wonder,
How their ideas come to be,
How does the discussion go,
How is it they can’t see.
Is there really someone,
Planning a bad city from the start,
Or a train that does not work,
Or budget that breaks your heart?
Such boondoggles make it clear,
We value nothing over pride,
And when the stakes get too high,
We run away and hide.
Just a little common sense,
Would bring such relief,
And encourage the creation,
Of beauties beyond belief.
Anne Selleck
Copyright 2021
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