Song of the Garden Bridge by Sally Evans

I am not a silent poet

Oh we will have a garden bridge,
a garden bridge, a  garden bridge
oh we will have a garden bridge
to make our city beautiful

Oh you will have no garden bridge,
no garden bridge, no garden bridge,
oh you will have no garden bridge
to make your city beautiful

Oh we will have money and time
to walk among the trees and flowers
oh we will have money and time
to  walk across the water

Oh you will have no money or time
no destination half so fine
for warmth in spring or winter shine
to gaze on flowing water

No blossoms on the cherry tree
no carefree wandering each day,
nor light at night to dream away
there is no city beautiful

All that we had is taken away
our high rise homes are blown away,
no lamps, no electricity,
no railings to contain and hold

No safeguards to protect…

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