Written for: dVerse Poets, “City Songs for Poetics”
Thus this week I invite you to write your own urban poem. Celebrate the historical wealth of the city, its energy, exoticism or diversity. Mourn the loss of social life or connexion with nature. Share your own personal city square. Whatever you write, make it your own.
They came to New York, poor,
anxious to earn a living,
have a new life. They sacrificed,
squeezed into tiny apartments,
worked several jobs, and for some,
learned a new language.
Those were the days when anyone
could climb the ladder to
middle class, enjoy the pleasure
of eating out cheaply, seeing
a movie, and down the road,
moving into a new affordable
place to live.
New York City offers beauty of parks,
cultural excellence of museums
and libraries, and the excitement
of Broadway shows. So many wonders
and opportunities. But now,
the rich dominate, the poor depend
on services, and the middle class
have vanished, banished by more
and more construction of luxury
buildings. If you want to live
in New York City, be sure you have
a high income, or qualifications
for aid. The one-percenters
are here to stay.