Cecilia Parkin - Urbanisation.

Cecilia Parkin - Urbanisation.

The crows swing silently br On the telephone wires br Like a row of mourners br Blackly attired. br br Yellow hatted men toil away br Their saws screeching, br Nothing to say! br br A tree topples, then the rest, br A small copse gone. br The birds screech and fly away br A fox begins to run. br br Smart office blocks - br And tarmaced roads. br Urbanised - now part of town. br The fox begins his nightly round. br br No birdsong in this blighted place br No swaying trees, no flowers to grace.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

Duration: 00:57

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