Friday, September 2, 2011

Code Blue

How many stories have crossed your span
One thousand 500 with a hidden plan
Drawn by your views so majestic
The deep blue Bay holds their secrets

They never saw your warning signs
But they'd already crossed that line
Their lives so easily were dispensed
Death separated by a four foot fence

Foggy days will hide your power
Yet people may spend a solitary hour
Feeling your magnificent presence
Cherishing their private moment spent

Your towers watch over our city
Abuse of your span is such a pity
Code blue for most is a pleasing view
And desperation for only a few

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