The Neighbourhood!

Cars parked in a row at short intervals

suspicions were aroused!

In an area that was sedate and quiet

until the woman arrived.

Moving into the bungalow it changed

could she be deranged?

 

Uncertain of these unsavoury strangers

in the neighbourhood!

Slowly the tranquil mood was lost

compromised by gangs!

Intimidation and fear replaced the trust

followed by the lust.

 

Unchecked house owners were terrorized

and just wanted to escape.

At any price just to leave unharmed

generations expelled.

Their memories and beloved homes

now only the evil roams!

 

They never had to call the police for help

nor seen violence.

In this rural suburb of a growing city

those days had gone!

When families through honest labour

helped their neighbour!

 

Once it was nice to visit my place of birth

now something I dread.

Nobody I knew lives there any more

landmarks vandalised.

Good neighbourhoods now just a mess

where nobody cares less!

 

The neighbourhood I remember has long past!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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