The Streets

The words that follow are not so grand Because of The Streets on our countries land By day they are light, lived and free As night fades they change you'll see Community spirit grows and sprouts As the evening draws, neighbourhoods ooze doubts The person you seen hours before Is not the person you will come to adore Gangs pimps in a darkened craze Can't stand the light in a living way They need the shadows to hide their souls To capture the innocent in their putrid folds Prostituted girls, our sisters and nieces Become use able pieces Nephews and sons, given guns Do a deed and become one The slime that rule, cowards are they Hire big boys to do their say Taken in, by dollars and booze Where once they were someone What respect they lose Why should the neighbourhood Not be able to roam In daylight or night After all it's their home The scum all around Should disperse and flee Out of The Streets Of our towns and cities If it's ever a road you have to go down We should have the right to clear our town Vigilante or law, what ever to be Its our right For The Streets to be free http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/life.php