People in this city come and go
Buildings walk away
Carried to the landfills
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With every disaster like a hurricane or an earthquake, there will be untold destruction and people who have lost their houses can now afford only makeshift houses and that too in landfills! Usually its effect will be felt more in urban areas where there is a floating population! However survival becomes an ordeal with every disaster! You have conveyed so much!
Thank you so much, Valsa. The disasters, as you say, can be great or small. Sometimes the ones with the most devastating impact are extremely personal.
'People in this city come and go Buildings walk away Carried to the landfills' this is brilliant, the entire poem is brilliant, especially taxes and authorities out taking earthquakes, puts government and civil authority damage disasters into perspective
Thank you so much, Terry. Government action (or inaction) can indeed accomplish what natural disasters do.
Hustle and bustle! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Buildings walk away Carried to the landfills- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - that is so visual- - so heartbreaking in its own way because buildings are inhabited with memories- -yet we go on, building more, building better, building higher and the landfills continue growing higher as well. fascinating write.
Thank you so much, Susan. And those landfills- -they seem to grow faster than the buildings.
Perhaps a disaster is exactly what is needed to begin anew, taking away from all old structures, paid out by insurance companies leaving the individual to a brand new start. All taxes paid up, move forward into a new light. Your poem presents a lot of food for thought...Fantastic...10
Thank you so much, Melvina. I was, yes, thinking that a great disaster does amount to not only finality, but that new opportunity to move forward.
Reread this three or four times, and found something slightly different from each read, for me its like you've taken a sledgehammer and shattered the mythic nature of urban metropolitans people escape small town enclaves so that they can find occupations and fortunes that smaller environments cannot sustain, the irony of a city is that with so many people congregating in dense populations, the nature of the individual person is crushed under the weight of the total population added to that the cost of living is astronomically high that a one bed room sardine can is probably cost as much as a small house in a rural area. Sorry for the rant Im probably off base but this is great stuff, I especially love the last four lines, that had me laughing :) . Great stuff!
Hi Kevin, Thanks so much for reading. And you are right....I like your interpretation, a lot. And I designed the poem so that it can be read in several ways. I prefer the comic, but someone pointed out that there is a tragic element...and that goes back to your observation about the destruction of individual identity...How one takes the poem may be related to how one reads the title.
Before any earthquake strikes Taxes take, authorities take What greater change can- any disaster make? .......Yes, true dictum. A disaster can make topsy turvy within a moment which hinders the taxes take and authorities take. So nicely and wisely penned dear Lemon, thanks for sharing......10
And thank you! I am not sure which type of the disasters causes the most harm.
Personal disasters can so totally devastate us as to lead to severe depression. Or so much growth can result that will indeed move mountains. I really love this poem, my friend!