It’s Hard to Watch the Birds – poem by Jonathan Tysick

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It’s Hard to Watch the Birds

By: Jonathan Tysick

It’s hard to watch the birds with the people all around

Chronically poor, colourfully rich, comfortably middle class

Scraping, scrounging, trusting in this bloated, aching town

Suits strut under skyscrapers casting shadows on the ground

Rags shrink on sidewalks as the crowds hustle past

It’s hard to watch the birds with the people all around

Rent, inflation, bills on their face creates a frown

They weep, they laugh, they curse, they dance,

                     they frolic in the grass                

Scraping, scrounging, trusting in this bloated, aching town

 

“When I was your age we bought a house that we found

You couldn’t do that these days, it’s quite the contrast”

It’s hard to watch the birds with the people all around

 

“No vacancy” signs on shelters but tents and tarps abound

Choose one of the following: food, rent or gas

Scraping, scrounging, trusting in this bloated, aching town

 

“A change is proposed for this site”: another condo compound

“A change is proclaimed for this world”: the first shall be last!

It’s hard to watch the birds with the people all around

Scraping, scrounging, trusting in this bloated, aching, town

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