Sep. 1st, 2009

#583

Sep. 1st, 2009 08:53 pm
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Its a dark night no star bright
Gone veiled by city light
On the tongue a sticky taste
As I plough the human waste

The stench of petrol fills the air
Oil on tarmac, on the clothes, in the hair
Buildings rise and block the skies
Neon signs blind the eyes

Lamposts line instead of trees
Seagulls forage far from seas
Swirl and dance polluted skies
Breathes the smog and slowly dies

These concrete cells breed of hate
Squalor, . filth do degregate
High rise flats just prison cells
Misery, poverty, in mass it sells

What’s the answer, knock down start again
Or cover the cracks and bear the pain
Where’s the colour, where’s the sun
Where’s our conscience, what have we done

All the things mankind’s achieved, yet
still fails to build a better future
~Christopher Savin

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