A Poem For Santa Fe New Mexico

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I don't have any preconceived notions of Santa Fe but it's apparent that the speaker is unfavourable as they reflect on what ancestors of their hometown would make of it now. Seems like it's become a tourist trap? Your words certainly portray a vapid atmosphere. There are a few minor grammatical fixes like "sales team", "profiting off", "may she" and "I started". I would also consider line breaks in your final stanzas. Overall well done, I could really feel the essence of the speaker's longing.