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.