so when the birds fly south
pw only.

london, did you have to 
take my child away? 
you buried him under 
rent and low pay
i’ve been cyling in circles 
round your empty streets. 
i’ve been searching 
in the pouring rain
i’ve been going alone 
to the cinema
i’ve been stealing all my food
from the electric avenue
now the pigeons gather
round my feeding hand
and we talk til the evening fades
i have learnt how it goes 
what you wait for never shows
and what you least wanted
holds you down like a stone
just like a stone
now i feed the birds 
day after day
only they can hear me pray for 
a lighter heart, a lighter load
to be moving, moving, moving 
my way home

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