street drinkers ? do you look down at them ?
think ? highgate road bench ? 05.03.17
i don't no how to address
my attentions are to be kind
2 ladys no more no less
opposite the fire station you will find.
rain or shine
cold even boiling
sitting on the bench has no decline
the whether has no spoiling.
always very friendly
a gentle greeting
asking for spare change tenderly
this addiction is fueled by no cheating.
to the off license suppler
more tins to dampen the psychosis
the livers must be dyer
in the post is cirrhosis.
do a whole shift
i grind to make my bread
going home just empty tins to lift
a repeat tomoz is no dread.
i see what others blank
to the village i am going to double date
into the gate house as i am thirsty hank
thinking how others feel is what i want you to contemplate.
for once in my life i am not going to get my poem to who it is about for the fear it will make them want to drink even more ! instead i will just continue what i normally do and smile and say good morning ladys as i pass and as the nights get longer and less cold i will even say good night on the way home as they stay out longer in the summer. the point of my poem is to ask - do you ever think how others feel ?
