Displacing Our Western City Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching clear blue skies being filled with white fluffy
cumulus clouds, spreading across the city of Phoenix so
gently and beautifully.

Seeing skyscrapers that never were a part of our city's
horizon, now rising from the ground, invading our once
desert land.

A total disgrace to our wild west, displacing our ranch
houses and western style of life, people with money com-
ing here with their corrupt, greedy and ugly ideas.

Looking to take innocent people's money and livelihood
from them, turning our once beautiful western state in-
to the hell holes they are running from themselves.

Still looking from a seventh floor window here in Good
Samaritan Hospital, longing for the good old days of a
laid-back western atmosphere.

No rushing or hurrying was ever necessary, everything
you could possibly want or need was down the street,
roads simple to navigate.

If wishes and dreams could become reality, our dear
city of Phoenix could be the place it once was, where
people could come visit and enjoy the cowboy atmosphere.

No longer taking back many memories of their time here
in our western environment, instead taking away the same
exact things they have brought from back home.

Arizona's motto has become: 'Welcome to Arizona, now go home'.