Will it come to be, more cars, people multiply so fast,

Take away the land and raise the buildings high, so high.

Crowded streets, bodies standing feet to feet,

Standing in line all the time, the lines get longer, wasted time.

The freeways are slow moving, one day will they just freeze,

No room to move, no space to breathe, sardines in a can are we.

Houses today rowed up like dominoes, to close for peace,

Along the sidewalks nothing but cars and debris that I see.

The sky is crowded, noise and traffic of its own, progress is said,

Ships throughout our oceans, no room to move, no room to move.

Keith Garrett


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