somebody's struggle somebody's take

some body's struggle  somebody's take.

In  the  spiraling  heat  of
Summer’s  scorch  and pride
there is  one  construction site
Of  flourish  and  prosper,
sturdy  Quay  and  concrete slabs,
Obstacles, yet needed  for
Effecting a  furthering finish.
The workers in uniforms,
Up and  down  the cranes;
The   sturdy   winches
Forsaking  them, loyal to
Their faith move to and fro.
booking  are open, at whose
cost  do they realize?
 nearby somebody fanning
himself with  bookleaf,viewing
 above, moods   a  metaphor
of verse and figures; ads  on banner
shine  like palm branch .