Poetry - By Michael Radford
SMILEDay is long, sun hot, toil is fierce.
Moving forward the hard concrete rises up to smash into my feet.
Gravity forces me to the ground.
Then, just over there, the instant smile of a child.
It all rushes back to me.
SIDEWALKS
Looking out at everybody
ridin’ in their new soft life,They got that look that says
I’m Gods wife.They engineered their world
insulated from reality,Smile on their face
got a little hint of insanity.Deep introspection,
a pause for reflection.No, I’m afraid not,
you see, this lane is closed.I’m knowin’ there are some who have
traveled out too far.I see’em in the streets when I’m
ridin’ in my car.Shaggy clothes
vacant stare.Gotta dog too,
one with nasty hair.They mutter and they mumble,
wildly throwin’ up their hands.Just keep on walkin’,
ain’t got no plans.If you think it’s scary
when they cast a fearsome glance.Imagine being prisoner
in their nightmare trance.Let’s all lock our doors
and switch on the alarm.Think of ways to distance ourselves
to escape from harm.I don’t think you’ve noticed
there’s more of them these days.So hide you well and scurry like a rat,
slip behind your Oakleys.You don’t have to deal with that,
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