Colin Mitchell Williams Poet Free verse

Raining Days of London

Raining Days of London
  
Mean while on another side of town
a young man stares from a window at cold February air
dank damp grey filling the world with thoughts
nobody has phoned nobody has called
the money in his pocket is nothing he can afford
his room is growing smaller
air is growing colder
 
Meanwhile on another side of town
rain is coming down
a couple running beneath an umbrella
brush past a tramp
who catches nothing but tears in his hand
 
Meanwhile on  another side of town
rain is coming down
a young girl standing on her doorstep looks down her street
knowing there will be no pay today
what’s left in the freezer may last another day
as a red Mercedes rolls by
a plush status symbol warmer than her feet
 
On the other side of town
the rain is coming down
a tramp who sit beneath a narrow shop way arch
catches nothing but tears in his hands

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Vince Suzadail Jr. November 17, 2008 at 5:23 PM Life is pretty much a study in harsh reality. I want to see London someday. Well travelled but I haven't seen one of my main loves growing up, London. This was a great write. God Bless. Vince

John Weber October 28, 2008 at 11:50 AM I like the way you capture the angst of the class system, the inequity inherit within modern society. You highlight the struggle of people dying from other people's shameful need to ignore those in need for the creature comforts of status. Excellent write!