Streets of London
Castles and mansions such tourist attractions
Buses carrying the flocks
Of sightseers a many
Cameras flashing at old Big Ben
Back streets full of litter and broken men
Bottles empty after another cold night
The beauty of poverty, empty wind swept dirty street roads
That fills one with loneliness and sadness
For all those whose suffering
Is no beauty at all
A single tear
For the young and old
Walking the streets of London
Where the sun hardly shines
Bullets of rain to flood the poor
Compassion has been drowned in the Thames
Me? I shed a tear, and fill my belly at the pub
I walk the streets of London with shiny new shoes
I pass old men and vets, hands held out
They, awarded medals of bronze and me with my gold watch
The day comes to an end
Do not ask me why
We are all so lonely
Notes: Inspired by the song of the same name!
This is the song
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YKu4DaPi-qY
London is a beautiful city, I have been many times, The song is more about social issues that any particular city.
Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2014
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