I am here today, rummaging among
the ruins of society.
A society ruined by politicians, cheap
sound bites
and establishment stooges. Here where
the people are aided
in their fight for survival by prescription
pills and promises.
Where violence is free and laughter comes
with a price that few here can pay.
Walking the pavements strewn with the
smithereens of shattered lives,
in the shadow of the city where millions
of pounds are made and lost,
in the blink of a poor man’s eye. Past cars
with no wheels
and wheels with no cars, scattered syringes
and empty tin cans
playing hopscotch in the wind. Streets gangs
and knife crime
and drive by shootings, wars on the TV
not to be confused
with these turf wars here and wars of words
between them and us.
The young and the old, the sick and the poor,
middle age antipathy,
the disenfranchised disgruntled young all with
a story to tell
if only someone would listen. And so it is
you have found me here,
rummaging among the ruins of society, walking
streets of poverty
in the shadow of prosperity, searching for answers
to questions that have yet to be asked,
endlessly wondering how to make sense of it all.

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