Because they bring us heat and light,
We do not ask if it is right
That we must view unsightly wires
That sag in sorrow from the spires
Of what, before man made them these,
Were proudest, stateliest of trees.
Nor do we mind raw metal guards
On guy wires decorating yards;
Or what this modern living brings:
Those grotesque roof-top gallows-things
0f unsightliness the most unsightly
Which bring us television nightly.
We tolerate, let us confess,
What suits US–even ugliness.
by Ray Romine Tuesday, February 3, 1953
