You stand like a lily amongst weeds, br sowing the seeds br of joy and beauty. br Mayhem all around br and yet you abound br in blissful ignorance. br br Tyres on tarmac br constantly droning, screeching, moaning. br br Buses, cars, trams and trains, br never sleeping, br all keeping pollution going. br br Mobile chats flowing. br br The whole a tuneless monotone..... br br And yet I hear those proud bells br chiming out the hour. br br Proud, like that pure white flower. br br Among weeds.....