Falling Farther Behind

It has been said and for decades seen.
An updating to renovated,
A past to have had.
Falling farther behind a future to have.
To believe the increasing the cost of living.
Helps to healthy an aging economy.

New buildings are built.
Where people once lived unable to afford.
But thought to enhance,
The economy to advance.

Visitors come.
Not to intend to make,
Their passing through a final destination.
Asking where,
The eclectic mix of residents expected.
Told added excitement,
To the environment.

Instead the marvel,
At the buildings built.
Beautiful yet vacant.
With outside cafés.
Without anyone sitting conveying joy.
And owners inside replacing menus.
Hoping to at least,
Give a tasteful treat.
To the ones munching on popcorn.
Sold cheap by a vendor across the street.

It is in suburbia.
Where those wealthy and elite,
Gather to stroll comfortably.
Carrying bags full of bargains found.
Surrounding urban cities.
After leaving those towns.
Hoping to establish impressions made.
But in these days a kept to wish,
Pretensions of old will come back?
Is much too late to attract,
Many who have discovered...
Appearances to keep,
Is not as sweet.
As eating a hotdog while sitting down,
With others of different ethnicities.
More preferred.
Than a sitting to pretend.
Having a preference,
For being served champagne and caviar.
And a gratuity to leave.
Far too expensive.
Found in the suburbs.
Where even the people,
Who once lived in the urban cities.
Are sitting with the elite,
Discussing together...
How happy they are to share,
Bargains to find to leave behind...
Urban developments built.
By those who can afford,
Being out their minds.
You know...
The ones.
Bragging about what they have.
Yet...
Empty of common sense.
To make ends meet.
And falling farther behind reality!