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Drugged up and homeless in Manchester yesterday

Cross -legged he stumbled ,the sight was not nice,

Heavily drugged up with the danger drug spice,

Stumbling through the city centre mumbling to himself.

His body slowly crumbling on a death shelf.

Thumps down on a bench ,his body bent,

Transmiting through the air a terrible scent.

A young girl sat there reading a book,

"Will you marry me tomorrow?"as he gave her a look.

The young girl looks up with fright in her eyes,

Quickly stands up shocked at his demise.

Bent over double this man is in trouble,

Confused and bewildered,reduced to rubble.

Cross-legged he still stumbles ,the sight is not nice,

Heavily drugged up with the danger drug spice.

 

 

 

◄ Getting to the bottom of finding the lost ball

Snapped up and swallowed,a crocodile scare. ►

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chris stevenson

Sun 7th Oct 2018 21:41

... a serious and most excellent image of our country , England, turning into a sewer , while nobody seems to be watching ..... or watching but not raising a fist in defence.

... the price of freedom is eternal vigilance.



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M.C. Newberry

Fri 28th Sep 2018 17:33

Brian must have caught you on a bad day. The material
is so far from your usual style that it clearly provoked a
tongue in cheek response from BM.
I have a career's experience dealing with druggies and the
sort I had deep sympathy with were those affected by the
acquisitive effects of medical prescriptions. Theirs were the
real tragedies.

Big Sal

Fri 28th Sep 2018 04:14

Bunch of people I went to school with have died from that kind of thing before they reached 20. Well done on the subject matter, and the lines compounded with resounding imagery.
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<Deleted User> (18980)

Thu 27th Sep 2018 20:55

Hugh I did not intend to offend. It was meant as a lighthearted remark and I'm sorry you didn't get it.

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Hugh

Thu 27th Sep 2018 20:45

Well Brian not a very nice comment from you,
I can assure you this was written by Hugh.
Maybe accusations like this show the kind of person you are.
And on a positive and friendly W.O.L.site your going to far.
Many words of encouragement flow on this site,
Derogatory unfounded remarks are not right.
Keep them to yourself under your hat,
No room on W.O.L. for comments like that.
I'll have you know that I am a highly qualified man,
And sometimes writing a good poem, I definitely can.

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Taylor Crowshaw

Thu 27th Sep 2018 19:30

A departure from your usual Hugh..Very sad but well written piece thank you...excellent..?

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Don Matthews

Thu 27th Sep 2018 12:33

I can't pick up any profile link by your comment ??

I did comment, but it appears to have gone awol..!

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Don Matthews

Thu 27th Sep 2018 11:12

Hugh I'm being kinder than Brian
And assuming you wrote it yourself
And not one you took from a friend
When looking away from his shelf ?

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Don Matthews

Thu 27th Sep 2018 11:08

Am sorry I don't know your name commenter below but the answer to the question you raised

What is it about our society that reduces us to such levels?

Is simply greed for the dollar.

<Deleted User> (18980)

Thu 27th Sep 2018 10:54

Hugh...not your usual style. Did you get a friend to write it for you?

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Don Matthews

Thu 27th Sep 2018 08:52

This is a good well-thought out serious piece of poetry Hugh. I am pleased and impressed. I'd like to see more ?

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Martin Elder

Thu 27th Sep 2018 08:44

All too common I am afraid Hugh something of which you have captured well in this piece

Nice one

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