The Greatest Mayor of the City of Providence

The Greatest Mayor of the City of Providence
The greatest Mayor of the City of Providence
Went to jail today.
The man who was the greatest Mayor of the City of Providence
Went to jail today
A short fellow in jeans and a denim shirt went to jail today
And so many, so many cheered and cheered and cheered
But I do not cheer
I do not dedicate myself to hatred or suffering,
And I wonder why he went alone
He was the greatest Mayor of the City of Providence
Without a doubt without question without a quibble.
He took what was the armpit that lay
Between New York and Boston
And made it into the Renaissance City,
Made into the city that we love and value
And love and praise and adore.
The man who was the greatest Mayor of the City
Of Providence made his city, our city, adorable.
And I adore him for it.
And I wonder why he went alone.
Maybe, he forced people to buy his good will
Maybe, he got uncontrollably angry when the
East siders would not let him into their club
Maybe just maybe, he showed his arrogance
His ego his imperial nature more often than not.
When his people went out to speak for him,
His first question was “How often did they say my name?”
Evil, right?
Evil, right?
Evil, no, not evil
Just small-minded and lonely and cut-off
From who he was as a man.
You see, this man who was the greatest
Mayor of the City of Providence
Was Providence.
There never was and there never could be
Any separation.
There is and was not a good side and an evil
Side to this short man who was the greatest
Mayor of the City of Providence
There was just him, the wizard of words and dreams.
He was, and forever shall be, our buddy.
When he called you forth, and asked you
To pay one hundred twenty five dollars
Four times a year, so you could keep your job,
Get that contract, get that bid, you did it
Along with a thousand others
Who complained then?
Were people fired who did not buy tickets?
Maybe.
Did you get a contract if you bought tickets?
Sure
But those who did not, got contracts too.
So, we bought those tickets
We drank that wine
And toasted
The greatest Mayor of the City of Providence
Over and over and over again
But, he went to jail with just one friend,
And he is alone today.
Alone
Being alone for the greatest Mayor of the
City of Providence
Must be very hard.
Our buddy, who was also the greatest impromptu
Speaker we ever heard
Whose wit, wisdom, and speed of thought
Was electric and electrifying—-
whose incessant speaking reached thousands
and thousands of us just during his first campaign—and after that, thousands more—
and his sermon was he was great, you are great
and our city is great.
We all believed and toasted him.
The man we toasted as the
Greatest Mayor of the City of Providence
Still went alone to jail today.
And I wonder where those thousands are now?
Those who paid and paid and benefited
And benefited and benefited.
Where are those thousands?
No, I know that laws were violated
Yes, I know a criminal must be caught
And sent to jail
But if I could I would drive down
And plant myself in his cell to serve a day for him
To serve a week or a month or a year
For him
Because he was the Greatest Mayor of the City of Providence
Who knew long before any of us that
We could have and be such a great City
He was our visionary whose eyes saw our future
And made it real.
And, for that,
My heart is broken
For the man who went to jail today
For the short man with the jeans and denim shirt
Who went to jail today.