Police - The Mean Streets Poem by Paul Warren

I've seen the mean streets from the inside
Where sometimes all that is left is your pride
As you drive down them you can see
Such depression for them that in reality will be

In the fifties and sixties the government built each street
Thinking that people's lives would be more complete
With affordable housing and rents that were low
But the reality it is very different to the show

Now late at night whilst you drive down
These mean streets whilst the children hang round
Especially when it's hot people are in their front yard
Drinking and fighting in their lives that are hard

I have wondered how you get out of this world
And make a better life and not be back held
But I think that there will always be places like this
Where people will live in disadvantage and things be amiss.

© Paul Warren Poetry