Tuesday, 27 March 2012

It's not actually a concrete JUNGLE

You're not really from the concrete jungle, it's just a grey forest
The only thing concrete about you
Is those big clumpy shoes
You wear on lazy feet

I say lazy because you like to talk, to brag, to boast and come BIG
But you act small...and unless you're backed
By an angry mob,
You don't act at all

Any chump can wield a knife, But it takes a low kind of low-life
To wield that knife
And take a life
It's not a concrete jungle

Just an excuse for youths to revolt and roam wild
It's bleak,
Urban grey
On the brink of civilised.

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