Brighton to London a daily chore,Regular event at times a chore,
Things we do, momentum we keep,
Maintaining a lifestyle to laugh not weep.
Regular faces encounter we do,
Men in suits, women in blue,
Mainly white not very diverse,
Middle class people work they rehearse.
Two months I’ve been travelling so far,
A job in Brighton no need for train or a car,
London’s fumes my energy it feels,
London’s fumes my energy it feels,
The layers of my skin slowly it peels.
The landscape changes with every distinct season,
The mist now heavy close to Autumn the reason,
Summer ending England’s chill sets in,
The travelling will soon be glum not grin.
Brighton to London a daily chore,
Regular event at times a chore,
Things we do, momentum we keep,
Maintaining a lifestyle to laugh not weep.
The Brighton to London Poet
© 2005 MCARB
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