Song

And when our streets are green again
When metalled roads are green
And girls walk barefoot through the weeds
Of Regent Street, Saint Martin's Lane

And children hide in factories
Where burdock blooms and vetch and rust,
And elms and oaks and chestnut trees
Are tall again and hope is lost

When up the Strand the foxes glide
And hedgehogs sniff and wildcats yell
And golden orioles come back
To flash through Barnes and Clerkenwell

When governments and industries
Lie choked by weeds in fertile rain
For sure the few who stay alive
Will laugh and grow to love again

by John Mcgrath

Comments (5)

Loved this poem decades ago. My daughter told me about a fox in their street. It came back at once.
You nailed it with this poem......When governments and industries Lie choked by weeds in fertile rain For sure the few who stay alive Will laugh and grow to love again
A poem I love to return to. A touchstone. I collected it in 'My Favourite Poems' when I first joined Poemhunter, and whenever I am feeling jaded, tired of the huge mountain of poetry saying READ ME, READ ME, I remember this one, Song... Thank you for it.
This poem is nice thanks for sharing hope u write more you have the same name as my granda he passed away if you get the chance please read the poem i wrote for him MY GRANDA MR FISHERMAN take care Stef xx
Excellent read Mr McGrath, I enjoyed it very much, lovely imagry.--Melvina--