Drugged up and homeless in Manchester yesterday
Cross -legged he stumbled ,the sight was not nice,
Heavily drugged up with the danger drug spice,
Stumbling through the city centre mumbling to himself.
His body slowly crumbling on a death shelf.
Thumps down on a bench ,his body bent,
Transmiting through the air a terrible scent.
A young girl sat there reading a book,
"Will you marry me tomorrow?"as he gave her a look.
The young girl looks up with fright in her eyes,
Quickly stands up shocked at his demise.
Bent over double this man is in trouble,
Confused and bewildered,reduced to rubble.
Cross-legged he still stumbles ,the sight is not nice,
Heavily drugged up with the danger drug spice.
chris stevenson
Sun 7th Oct 2018 21:41
... a serious and most excellent image of our country , England, turning into a sewer , while nobody seems to be watching ..... or watching but not raising a fist in defence.
... the price of freedom is eternal vigilance.