Peeky Blinders Slam
Peeky Blinders
Flat Caps adorned with Razor Blades
Clandestine meetings in smogy working-class Pubs with sawdust underfoot
No rest for the downtrodden or wicked
Fodder for the Industrial Gentry
On the reverse side
Only Gangs from the Underworld Thrive
The Stage for a Gritty Drama
Faces etched on Bleak Prison Wall's
Now forgoten Town's rundown
Descendants with uncertain futures
Born in the wrong Decade
Yet still a Slave
Peeky Circumstances
Dark alliances
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2019
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