Article Scarifié Poem by Christopher Tye

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Progress for progress's sake,
As we destroy our ancestors legacies,
It's old so it doesn't matter now,
For technology will cure all.

As old houses crumble under bulldozer's,
Books torched in funeral pyres,
Sculpture crushed to build roads,
The folly of modernism will die as well.

Progress, progress, progress at all costs,
Farms? who needs food grown by nature,
When you can have wall to wall buildings,
Housing and industrial estates and factories across the land.

As England's green and pleasant land dies,
Our culture and knowledge withers with it,
Behold our contribution to the world,
The death of nature and history.

By Christopher Tye