The Death Of A Small Town Poem by Ayn Timmerman
The Death Of A Small Town
They're putting up a Wal-mart at the edge of town,
adding to the sprawl and softening
the town limits with a slab of asphalt-
this is no one person's fault, this is progress,
for without the steady spread and growth of
strip malls the economy regresses, and
the weeds in empty lots grows tall.
So welcome! Wal-mart! Starbucks! and
celebrate the death of a small town.
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4/24/2024 5:06:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
If you live in the United States They think Bigger is better It is not true It is worth Because When you go to the big stores to buy something They just don't care about you anymore What they want is your money And if you buy something and you take it back They get very upset And they won't take it back either I am talking about Staples Business Depot They also tell you that is your fault if you bought something and it is broken And have a receipt they won't return it