Under The Shadow Of Cathedral High Poem by Wayne Leon Learmond

Sequinned mannequins
giving the eye.

Flashing a leg
beneath darkened skies.

Punters that stop
rarely pass them by.

Under the Shadow
Of Cathedral High.

Junkies and druggies
on corners, stand.

Sharing their needles
giving each other a hand.

Oh, man,
what a way to die.

Under the Shadow of
Cathedral High.

A rape is committed
The scream goes unheard.

A baby is born
on the derelict earth.

And the mother -
she runs off
into the night.

Leaving her baby
'cause the needle
is her light.

And hope is abandoned
from the faces of the few.

Because the love of God
for them
Cannot shine through.

In this place of desolation
their Creator cries.

And His tears
are like the rain
from darkened skies.

'Cause their phobia
for living is within their eyes.

Under the Shadow
of Cathedral High
Oh, man,
what a way to die.

Under the Shadow
of Cathedral High...