The Poem is by me.
This post is a short story to show that Progress - Means Changes -sometimes - not for the better for some People.
Oh - Hello ! Welcome - Welcome to My World - Please come-on in, Im just about to have my juice and a biscuit. As Time Passes Life rolls by..... Time means changes for Progress - Progress changes everything....
Eviction for some.........
By S. Mackinder - (c) 1996.
A budding sapling healthy and strong,
Lies shadowed among a twisted throng,
Nestling in rolling fields of green,
Crowned with daisies fit for a Queen.
Giant toothed monsters arrived to crew the Earth,
Tons of volcanic concrete erupted for all its worth,
Motorway madness stretched mile upon mile,
Emitting exhaust fumes so poisonous and vile.
Gone is the branch of life,
overhung with age and strife,
Once home for the singing Lark,
Now a stump of dead and wrinkled bark.
The Team = Klaus - Sandy - Ivar - Wren - Fishing Guy - Louise.