We do not like your Unitary Plan
We do not like it, Little Man
We much prefer green hills and land,
Our ancient trees deserve to stand
Your intensification sucks, Len Brown
Your confidence tricks have not gone down -
on creeping concrete jungle.
Can't you hear the anger rumble
As our council badly bumbles,
Civic ethics blatantly stumble
Whilst we watch our heritage crumble?
Democracy is tumbling down:
We don't want ghettos in our town
We do not want them, do you hear?
We do not want them at our door
We do not want them here or there
We do not want them anywhere
We will not passively despair!
As shonkey projects skywards soar
You still ignore the collective roar-
WE DO NOT WANT THEM ANYMORE!
The gambling palace and its lofty steeple
Contemptuously shade the forgotten people,
Involuntary patrons of schemes they abhor
Your fecklessness has gone too far,
We do not like it in a car
It does not suit us on a bus
We do not want it in our waka
We will not like it forever- after
It will not fly upon a bike
We do not like it on a hike
On extra taxes we're not keen
We do not have a limousine
(We're just your ATM machine)
Your "consultation" is a sham
You do not fool us, Little Man
We're sick of all your secret plots -
Apartment blocks are not what rocks -
Destroying all our favourite spots.
Keep sunshine, bluest skies and seas
Open Spaces- if you please!
Your port caught you short,
Your rail will fail,
Your projected Mega-Populace
Is not the buzz for most of Us
Your policies we deplore
And Aucklanders showed you the door
Your grandiosity keeps us poor
Your city vision's fatally flawed
We cannot stand it any more
We cannot, should not, will not. Len!
And so we tell you once again:
CAN YOUR PLAN NOW. Do you ken?
(With apologies to Dr Seuss)
Five years of public frustration and anger with Len Brown for bringing Auckland Council and the city into disrepute has been captured in this poem by Jane Livingstone. Please feel free to share it.