Wednesday, December 17, 2008

130. BAD DRIVES OUT GOOD

BAD DRIVES OUT GOOD
Whatever they shoe-horn in will fit,
whether wasted tower or storefront bit;
it wouldn't matter to anyone else - 'as long' -
the landlord will say - 'as I can generate some
income.' Well that's all fine for him.
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It's the others, looming and lost, who bear the
brunt - tacky subdivided real-estate made
blind and slobbering with garish lights, bad
colors and poorly thought-out use and place.
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There once was a city upon a hill - all light
and wisdom too - wherein the people, so
possessed of a general goodness, wanted
for nothing and did less than that. Idleness
was grace. Self-possession was the golden
mean. Nothing ugly or crass existed, nor was
let to be. Everything, so it seemed, was perfect.
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And then someone let in the scourge.
Someone let in the urge : for pecuniary
propagation and momentary motivation.
In time all good things come to end,
it seems, as Bad - as it always does -
drives out Good.

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