“PROGRESS or GREED?”

              Old homes of infinite beauty

                Homes of wood & glass,

                Those where I spent many a childhood hour,

                Torn down, carted away.

                To be replaced by those, supposedly, of

                better class,

                Condo’s running amuck is Sea Isle’s harm,

                All for the love of money,

                Greed taken to the extreme.

                All I can do is express dissatisfaction,

                For this is the way of the world,

                And with that, I have only negative reaction.

                                                                                (ed)