Scuttler gangs roaming streets
Torrid tales to tell of pain
Suffering, in a hell on earth
back in Victorian Manchester
Air unbelievably polluted, poisoned
sickening smell dominates the landscape
Row upon row of slum and tenement,
amid gas works and dingy ale houses
Vast areas of warehouse, mill, and chimney stack
protrude throughout the city black
Acrid smog created by this industrial hub,
of tannery, dye works, foundry, and brewery,
hangs around like the Grim Reaper,
Disease waiting to snare it’s next victim,
amid the phlegm ridden coughs of the sickly pale
half starved, downtrodden workers
Any hope now in the distant past
A field of blood where paupers laid
Too poor to honour them with a grave
Their bones dug up, crushed and sold
Many a horrid tale would be told
Yet from the remnants of demolished church
A bombed out Angel Meadow too
New life breathed fresh air once again
People coming together in harmony
The Lowry Steps leading the way
Angel Meadow lives today!
Thu 25th May 2023 19:44
Thu 25th May 2023 17:50
Yes Uilleam a party of us recently visited what is now a park. As you say, it’s exactly the same now in a different ‘costume’ same show😒
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
Thu 25th May 2023 09:33
Thanks Rick-I'm familiar with the locations you mention.
The scuttler gangs are still with us however, in a different form,
I frequently see gangs of youths openly selling drugs in broad daylight; whilst stabbings and beatings are topics of everyday conversation amongst some of my younger friends.
As far as pollution of the environment, and safety in the workplace are concerned, the UK is fast regressing to a situation in which profit is once more king, and "devil take the hindmost" the rule of thumb.
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