derelict buildings
old and broken,
worn out faces
just the same
painted walls
record a story
artistic flair
to taunt and blame
narrow streets
strewn with litter
broken pavements
under strain
eyes in search
of any answers
showing signs
of loss and pain
a choice to leave
a choice to stay
the past has gone
the present tense
a choice to leave
a choice to stay
a choice awaiting
common sense
I wave goodbye
to boyhood streets
turn my back
and walk away
I saw and smelled
much greener grass......
.......but I recall my roots
everyday
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