Derelict precinct
Shops closed down
Lost aimless people
Walking round
Drugs and drink help many by
Ghetto town could make you cry.
People who have fallen through the cracks
All nationalities
White and black
In bedsit homes
Fighting to make ends meet
No matter how dark
No matter how bleak
A sense of community still seems to thrive
Somehow people continue to smile
I pass through this town once in a while
Many people don’t for they say it’s vile
But I see people fighting to live
Trying their best to exist
in a world that is not always fair
Within a humanity that does not always care.
This town labeled as a place for loosers
A place for scum
Place for the homeless
For those who run
Away from the normality of life
Still has still potential for love and light.
fauxcroft 
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