The Concrete Jungle

The city is a dirty and polluted concrete jungle

It is  a place, where grime and graffiti

smear  the streets

rubbish, thrown to the floor

will stay there for days or maybe  weeks

bins

 so full

 that they spill out onto the pavement

garbage, dumped in an alley, gives off a pungent smell

that floats through the air

rats can be seen scurrying across the floor

as they go in search of their next meal

pigeons  cooing on the roof tops

fly off

leaving their mess of droppings behind

the air polluted,  by the fumes of  traffic and factories

as they discard their waste into the atmosphere

this what the concrete jungle has to offer
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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January 31, 2016 at 6:25 PM
Karen, A great pleasure to find and read your poem today. Love -- SKAT --
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