Napowrimo 2024. Day 13. Eyesore

Napowrimo 2024. Day 13.Just went with my own flow today. Eyesore Jackanory,It’s the same old story.Something that once was,Is no more.Demolished,With new ideas and hopes,For the land lost.But instead, it’s left,To rot and decay.To waste away,Into an overgrown,Weed filled,Rubbish dumped,Eyesore. Even the buildings,That remain,Are abandoned.Derelict and unkempt,Smashed windows,Graffiti walls.Run down,Into wreck and ruin,Another eyesore. Yet…