We blew up the power station

because they said it was ugly.

 

Someone complained

on the grounds of

noise pollution,

said we’d woken their baby up.

 

Someone else whined

that the dust was

harmfully thick,

said they were breathing strange.

 

Someone grumbled

that we woke them up

too early every morning,

‘The towers used to

block out the sun,’

they said.

 

There was a meeting

in the town hall.

 

They called us

reckless, wild,

hasty, rash,

heedless and accountable.

 

So for PR purposes

we blew up the town.