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 © Karen Sabourn | Year Posted 2009
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