Ghosts Of Society

Perhaps this poem is an example of my disillusionment with society. Yet there is truth within the words, for some it is an everyday reality.

Ghosts of Society

In a cloud barren sky

The concrete abomination rises

Dominating, isolating,

It shadows the land

Lonely souls live their lives

Day to day

No one notices

There are no kind words

Youths gather in dark alleys

Shouting, laughing, in a menacing furore

They linger to intimidate the passer by

Tenants scurry like frightened rats

Hoping they won’t be seen

Invisible victims of society

They remember another time, another place

A world bestowed by friendly faces

 ©Suzi Williams 2012