Thursday, March 3, 2011

Brumble's Burgers is Dead - Another Small town America poem

The Financial Grim Reaper came one day
to the corner of State and Broadway
in that little rural town
where small business had still thrived.
He came on his metal horse
with the tools of slaying:
The franchise and Chain stores.

With each metal girder raised
and concrete block stacked up
the downtown brick and mortars
suffered from decay of cash flow
as the dark evil beast from Wall Street
came to slay the Davey's of the west
and take away their business.

The last to fall to the behemoths
he had introduced to the town
was the corner cafe long established.
And the folks only noticed
after the grill was off, the booths sold,
and the door was boarded over,
the closing of Brumble's Burgers.
 

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