Small houses in our neighborhood are razed,
The rubble hauled away, the plots made flat
And shortly afterwards we’re all amazed
At the erection of a habitat
Fit for nobility or a tycoon:
Our neighborhood is being mansionized
And it’s predictable that very soon
The whole community will be up-sized.
And then, no doubt, a gated wall will keep
The riff-raff out, so ponds and lakes
Once public then are but a distant peep,
A property preserved for moguls’ sakes.
Instead of being invaded by rude hordes,
We’ll be supplanted by these upstart lords.