The wind whips against your face as you stare.
His face lights up with power and purpose
In response, never bothered by the air.
Every twist and turn wears at his surface.
He is an eco-friendly powerhouse
And rises stoically above the trees.
He may dare to perturb some flying grouse,
But for Luther his services save fees.
You can see him spinning from the highway,
You can see his white glisten from the grounds.
You can watch him tower even sideways,
He works hard to barely make any sounds.
However, the wind turbine knows it’s unique,
And his appearance is up for critique.
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