There be no more a white chapel
at Whitechapel
nor a blind beggar to see that
I saw,
they’ve built up a city of concrete and steel,
unreal for the real and there ain’t
nothing more.

Bishopsgate waits for the next Bishop to come
St. Paul is a mugger and carries a gun
the crutched friars were tried and
found guilty of heresy and at the bank where
blasphemy rules
they’ve fooled us all
except for St Paul
who makes a strategic withdrawal.

© 2017, John Smallshaw.