Tool of pride

puddle in a muddle

Poem congratulating Nottingham on winning East Midlands in bloom for the 16th year running



A young person died on our streets today
but at least that street had prize winning flowers
he isn’t here anymore
but at least they are still in bloom
used as a tool of pride
as this city slides
further into a hole

it’s a tale of two cities
they scream and they clamour
we can not be that bad
if we are this shinny

Another junkie shares a needle in an alley
down the side of a new department store
he has hepatitis c now
but at least the city economy is growing
used as a tool for inward investment
as it’s residents grow poor
the rich always wanting more

it’s a tale of two cities
they scream and they clamour
we can not be that bad
if we are this shinny

A politician’s visit, must be good business
washing his hands in the blood of our young
he usually doesn’t walk these streets
he will not be here tomorrow
condoling the victims
of the society he builds
as it falls further into a hole

it’s a tale of two cities
fuck off and leave my half alone