A tower block,
A wisp of smoke.
Homeless people,
Sometimes taking 'coke'
Traffic jams,
Polluted air.
Everywhere you look,
There's people there.
Phones and iPods,
All sorts of things.
Arguments across streets,
And a phone always rings.
French and English,
Spanish too.
There's nothing like the city,
Apart of excessive dog poo!
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Watching the people walk on by Seeing hope and pain as I catch their eye Hands in their pockets or pushing a pram I wouldn't be them, would they be what I am.
Remember: you actually share the earth with other people. [ ] You don't appear to be handicapped. Not physically. [ ] Your car just isn't that special [ ] See those lines.
Cars screeching. Horns tooting. Men preaching. People looting. Siren wailing. Mobiles ringing. Robberies failing. Buskers singing. Music blaring. kids playing. Tunes sharing. Rubbish decaying.
I live in a place that's close to paradise. We get all the beauty, but we still have the vice. Many who visit, feel the need to remain. They love the sleaze but for the beauty they'll not abstain.
Oh I live on a street, Mine Semi-detached, A lot of gangs meet, Bags have been snatched, In our long, long street, In the dark, many fights, Has contact with the police, Especially in the night, I...
They walk the streets. They work all day In a average building In an average way. They ignore at the unique. They call then dreamers The only sweetness in their lives, Is in their coffee creamers.
Yes that's what they call me. But it's really only a living. We all do something for money. Just wish they'd be more forgiving. The only thing I was ever good at. Not much at school but not thick.
#acrostic N ow let me take you, to my little town, E ars are everywhere, and most W ear a frown.
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