London,1957-2010

London,1957-2010

Glad to be on a train heading north,
Away from ‘London of the uncouth’,
Where the milk of kindness ceased to flow
Such a long, long time ago.

Malnourished souls rushing to and fro
Always in a hurry, somewhere to go,
With no time to spare for me and you.
We hear of the war years, the blitz too,
Of friendships forged and good deeds to do,
But this is a far cry from the London I know.
Could it be that time made Londoners so,
Or is it me who has a blinkered view.

poem by Isam Hussain
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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