The Pack!

They gathered like packs of wild hounds

forever in a drunken stupor!

Numbers growing in every built up area

permanently socially disengaged.

Usually a can in their hands they hover

often causing lots of bovver!

 

Wandering amongst those who do labour

living off government benefits.

Often with a dog they seem to drag around

most pathetic and scruffy.

To society they are a becoming a rising cost

on life’s path they’re lost!

 

This growing number who do not give a toss

roam like a dysfunctional army!

Contributing nothing but causing strife

a constant disorder threat!

Growing as society begins breaking apart

from the bottom it will start!

 

Corruption envy and greed the old tale

society it will derail!

 

The Foureyed Poet.