ramblings and things
At The Sailmakers II
The ‘dozers have been in
Ripping history apart
Clearing those old buildings
So redevelopment can start.
The old Lord Line building,
Part derelict and now alone
Looks so much sadder
As it stands there on its own.
Once a place of pride but now
Overlooking a silted dock,
Half filled in for a shopping park,
And the remains of St Andrew’s lock,
Whose historic gates have been left to rot
So they are barricaded by barbed wire
To close the right of way across
And the layers of mud rise higher and higher.
The White Fish Authority
That was once housed there,
A not too old edifice,
Is gradually sliding into disrepair.
This a vandalism by neglect
A modern developers’ crime
Making preservation unlikely and
Uneconomic with the passage of time.
This could have been a peoples’ park
A celebration of a prosperous past.
But there is no time for sentiment
And commerce has won at last.
What monstrosities will they throw up
In profit and lossess name?
To me its a monstrous sin
To them just a continuing game.
They had the patience to
Bide their time and wait
Then send the ‘dozers in
When conservation was too late.