In ’64, marvels filled a New York site,
A famous world’s fair dazzling day and night
At Flushing Meadows, technological might
Envisioned our Tomorrow, a thrilling sight.
The Unisphere’s imposing globe welcomed all
Sign of universality standing tall.
Pavilions showcased nations near and far,
Tapestry of cultures, a global bazaar.
The Pietà in marble, a sacred grace,
Offered the busy fair a reverent space.
Belgian waffles were served crisp and divine,
A tasteful bite of Europe despite the line.
Next was Futurama, a far-sighted scene,
Representation of cities, clean and green.
The monorail gave a sleek and modern ride,
An ultra-modern design, a source of pride.
The Ford Mustang, a sleek and muscular car,
Symbolized freedom and prosperity’s star.
Men with jet packs took off in vertical flight,
Propelled by their exhaust blasting to great height.
IBM computers, a wizardly feat,
Promised productivity gains ever so neat.
The RCA color TV, bright and clear,
Served as window to a wide world drawing near.
Along with the Picturephone, it then foretold
A communication age soon to unfold.
But are these great wonders too good to be true,
Or true signs of human progress breaking through?
© 1972, Kenneth Koziol. All rights reserved. (1964)
