Diary of a Countryside Lady on 16.12.2010 @ 22.09
16 December
ODE TO A PIECE OF HISTORY
What's happened to my all-time
Fave
Place.
Oft it didst stave
Boredom.
Where oft as the clock chimes
Didst come,
I could imagine floating off into space.
Cos I used to excited & rave,
At all the varying forms of art,
The ethereal,
The soul did heal,
The not so real,
The fantasy tales
Regaled
In a pic
Or three.
Not to mention the mural.
What dour,
Obnoxious boor
Has committed to this?
Where once 'twas bliss.
Stick
His neb in.
A Housing Association
One Blames
And names
It progress,
In this, the 21C.
Should be ashamed.
More like regress.
More is less!
That, Art Space
Was the place
To be.
You see.
Where it was at.
No folderol, no tat.
Just talent.
Which was meant
For public show.
Now its a no
Go
Area.
And a race
Agin time
To see if t'other survives.
What drives
Progress?
Monied men
But of course.
And then
Some.
A load of faceless bums!
Now ain't it just queer,
We come to bide here
And everything closes.
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