Desires For Depopulation

Too Many People takes a swipe at the overcrowding clogging the arteries of our towns and cities. Is it time for a radical solution?


Poems of love and hate


Grumpy old man poems


Too Many People

There are too many people in this town,
Someone ought to cut them down,
They fill the pavements, crowd the bars,
Clutter up the roads with cars.

Bodies queued at every till,
Samantha, Wayne and Little Bill,
Pushchairs packed with squalling brats,
Raining down like dogs and cats.

Double-decker bloomin’ folk,
Humanity, God’s little joke,
Steaming, teeming, over-flowing,
Bustling, jostling, coming, going.

In the mall and in the market,
Trundling over polished parquet,
Trolleys zigging, baskets zagging,
Happy shoppers, talking, bragging.

Talking of their glory days,
When the town had quiet ways,
Filling buses, filling prams,
Laden baskets, laden prams.
Oh for a feudal city clearance,
To grant to me no interference.

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