Countrified

06 April 2017

https://poems.culturing.net/2017/04/countrified/

I have heard the wail of cities,
    I have felt their steely cry,
And I have prowled upon the pavement
    And been burned from eye to eye.

I cannot hate the people
    Who have known no other way,
But I don't think their crippling
    must darken my own day.