The Speed Of Progress Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

'Another protest? '

Yes.

'What are they protesting? '

Steps finally taken to eliminate blight,
That has appeared for decades...
On vacant sites.
And they dislike the speed of progress made.
With a doing to ignore their accustomed complaints.

'Stop exaggerating.
I am serious.
They are chanting together as if in parade.'

Progress to have done,
They have not seen it often to have it welcomed.
And they fear that if the blight is removed,
They will have to adapt to it...
Or choose somewhere else where they can brood.
Although few of those places are left.

'Well...
At least they have proven,
They can come together 'and' agree...
To do something positive in unity.'