The sun went down on a satellite town
The tide licked the seawall, and no one was around
While
the radiant afterglow faded from the skies
The neon lights came on like a thousand eyes
High-rises,
oil drums and beach hotels
The strand was littered with broken dreams
And seaweed, jellyfish
and oyster shells
Airplanes roared into the Plutonian night
And the old bandstand was standing
guard
On REVERE BEACH BOULEVARD
In the old days this was the place to be
A crowded
electric city by the sea
Dramatic coasters, carrousels and parades
A carnival of souls at
the glittering arcades
Fun houses, mirrors and Ferris wheels
I used to go down the wooden pier
And fish
for ideas, flounders and eels
Those were the days that made my life worthwhile
Suburban bliss
in my terraced yard
On REVERE BEACH BOULEVARD
The melodies of my summer days still linger in the air
Drifting
like ghosts across the shifting sands
Spilling like crabs from the sea to the land
Sounds
from a long forgotten time
Times may change but memories stay alive
The winds and the waves don't care
The years went by and weeds began to thrive
Shady
figures appeared on the oceanway drive
The streets were paved with rage and frustration
Crumbling facades and torn decorations
Trouble came in with the rising tide
Mysterious
fires and hurricane waves
The flames ate the pier, the ballrooms, the rides
A storm swept
the ashes in seventy-eight
And times were getting hard
On REVERE BEACH BOULEVARD
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2013 Alex Schaetzing. All Rights Reserved.
