Hope Square

A Place where

People linger and stare

Waiting

Watching as others go by

While some sit eating

Smoking drinking.

 

What a cruel name,

Hope Square

For a place where

Nothing actually happens.

 

 

An ugly man passes my line of vision

I sigh……..

 

Burgers and fries

From McDonald’s, which claims

It is “going that extra mile”

To protect the environment

From their litter

As human Beings

Consume greasy non-nutritional fodder

In a non-nurturing, sterile arbour

Of hard chairs and plastic umbrellas

Ignoring the “healthy meny2 choices

Served up in sacrifice to media pressure

In recycled card

In an atmosphere of displeasure. 

  

 

I say, who named this area

Hope Square

?

Was it before or after

The frenzied feeding of a McDonald’s

Or the placement of the train and bus station?

 

Was it before or after the beggars came

That hope left this quarter

For greener pastures?

 

 

Hope

Hope Square

A place where

People gather in open air

For passengers, or transport, to catch

Not seeing the newly appointed statue

Darkened by will

Where others like they

Chatter

In assumed busyness

Hoping that time may or may not stand still.