"Ode to Sarasota Bay"
If Long Bar Pointe developers had gotten their way,
To build on the shores of Sarasota Bay,
Concrete, bricks and mortar would have replaced mangrove trees.
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Magical fish nurseries would have simply ceased to be.
Cortez village, a historical place where many people gather,
Would have become desolate, when livelihoods don't matter
To men who pushed for change that would not enhance the bay,
For the almighty dollar, they persisted to have their way.
Fishermen would have no longer been able,
To labor in the sun to put food on the table.
Our coast was saved, our fishing shore, more precious than all the gold
That anyone has paid, for all the land that's sold.
Shrimp, crabs and tiny fish grow below the surface,
In sea grass, their nursery, to size that can be purchased.
Restaurants are supplied, and anyone can buy,
All the seafood they want, at prices not too high.
People come from far away to enjoy nature's bounty,
To share the beauty all around that's found in our great county.
Money can't buy harmony, or contribute to our peace.
Chopping mangroves and dredging are plans that have ceased.
I think that we won't see things as lovely as trees, where
Nests are made by birds that fly, and dive and fish from the sky
As commissioners representing all who care about our bay,
Your votes on these amendments were only half okay.