WEBSTER, MASSACHUSETTS, 5/4/2012
Been away from Webster too long,
The Cranston Print Works is gone!
My jaw hit the floor
Seeing it was no more,
Tearing down history is wrong.
Perhaps it was a stinky factory
Whose time had gone past economy…
But they’ll save the clock tower,
It’s still a cold shower
For those sorrowed by this deed.
Old industrial buildings in these parts
Are a dime a two-dozen in carts…
And a burden emptied,
Rat-infested, in need
Of investment for vanishing arts.
In Webster, newer buildings in back,
Will be saved—built over train tracks
That were ripped up long ago
When the train got too slow—
Two truck garages saved the axe!
Industry “brown fields” remain problems
Redeveloping buildings by recobbling…
Sometimes it is true
To trash the old for the new,
Despite muted sounds of my sobbing.
So I’m glad despite sudden shock
That some “better” can fill this block…
Shopping we don’t need
But new parking is guaranteed,
Now I wonder who’ll be winding that old clock?
I hope, with the coup de grace (“graws”)
Someone documented the cause
With a full-page spread…
Special edition, well-said,
That won’t rub our history raw.