Concrete Poem

I am a concrete road - a thoroughfare of human endeavor.

In the years to come no man can say where I begin and where I end - I shall go everywhere and come back again.

I bring the bounty of the soil to the canyons of the city and take back to the countryside the reward of effort - a livelier joy in life; a more progressive standard of living - and I bring the dweller of the city back to the forgotten flowers of the field, to sweeping green fields and arching blue sky.

By my side spring up prosperous churches and schools, and better homes.

I lead humanity over the hills to a new age - the age of cooperation, understanding, helpfulness.

I shall conquer the waste places, bringing security, comfort, ideals to the remote places of the world.

I shall clip the wings of time that he shall not fly so fast.

I shall annihilate wastefulness that there shall be plenty.

I shall be the burden bearer of humanity - that the rewards of life shall be greater and its labor less.