Hard Times Poem by David Wood

The cold winter of austerity.
In the high street,
In the homes of people who
Hunger for good times,
In the offices and supermarkets,
In the parks and in the hills
Where ever people are found.

Empty public houses once full
Of people enjoying themselves.
People standing idle in the streets.
People chatting in the high street.
Some people went fishing to pass
The day, or bought cheap beer in
The supermarket to ease the pain.

People behind drab houses pass
The time watching TV, eating
Economy burgers and chips from
The supermarket. Life in Swansea
Lives on in all its form. Empty day
After empty day living off pay day loans
Until happier times dress their day.