People In Daytime London.
Scurrying to and fro,
Always rushing somewhere,
But really no place to go!
Into telephones they squawk loudly,
With no one standing close.
Loud enough for all to hear,
Well, almost most!
Street bands playing something,
Making loads of din.
If that’s what they call music,
Then I’m decidedly not one that’s ‘IN.’
Bums astride bikes, skimming through town,
Breaking every law in the book.
But they don’t worry about getting nicked,
‘Cos there’s no police to take a look!
London is full up with people,
Living life that’s hectic and fast.
You may see a smile on some faces,
But watch out! They seldom last!
© 2014, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.