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Friday, 19 November 2010

Is it all That Bad?

Areas without representation.
Have a think on a By the Wayside society, one where people are scared to live decent lives, or uneducated and unable to. And no one outside cares or really represents them.
No one facilitates their elevation from a base level of grunge. They are in a hopeless quandary of What The Fuck.
I had this thought of why do I get involved in trying to make a positive impact on Social Housing.
So I get involved. but thats another story.


I found this poem, It shows a bit of the reason we all must try to get SHIT ways of living OUT of our heads...It may say to some - yeah, thats My Life, Others may say Eughh they dont live like that do they.


Have a read:




Evidently Chicken Town 

the fucking cops are fucking keen 
to fucking keep it fucking clean 
the fucking chief's a fucking swine 
who fucking draws a fucking line 
at fucking fun and fucking games 
the fucking kids he fucking blames 
are nowehere to be fucking found 
anywhere in chicken town 

the fucking scene is fucking sad 
the fucking news is fucking bad 
the fucking weed is fucking turf 
the fucking speed is fucking surf 
the fucking folks are fucking daft 
don't make me fucking laugh 
it fucking hurts to look around 
everywhere in chicken town 

the fucking train is fucking late 
you fucking wait you fucking wait 
you're fucking lost and fucking found 
stuck in fucking chicken town 

the fucking view is fucking vile 
for fucking miles and fucking miles 
the fucking babies fucking cry 
the fucking flowers fucking die 
the fucking food is fucking muck 
the fucking drains are fucking fucked 
the colour scheme is fucking brown 
everywhere in chicken town 

the fucking pubs are fucking dull 
the fucking clubs are fucking full 
of fucking girls and fucking guys 
with fucking murder in their eyes 
a fucking bloke is fucking stabbed 
waiting for a fucking cab 
you fucking stay at fucking home 
the fucking neighbors fucking moan 
keep the fucking racket down 
this is fucking chicken town 

the fucking train is fucking late 
you fucking wait you fucking wait 
you're fucking lost and fucking found 
stuck in fucking chicken town 

the fucking pies are fucking old 
the fucking chips are fucking cold 
the fucking beer is fucking flat 
the fucking flats have fucking rats 
the fucking clocks are fucking wrong 
the fucking days are fucking long 
it fucking gets you fucking down 
evidently chicken town 


From the legend who is John Cooper Clarke.

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