The belstaff barbour boys are in town
moncler girls puffed as their pride
Red winged tricker brogued media’s young blades
Edwin Selvedge* all the rage
canvass bags vacuous as your projection
look at me chum
I rent from Foxtons
strutting down Portobello
middle aged man’s hoxton!
Baker boy cap on mockney accent
But the Fear in your eyes
Shows you’re no Jason Statham
not grouse we shoot round here mate,
on my sink estate
Gentrification? Everything we hate
as we’re moved to the suburbs
priced out of town
along with its character, diversity, smile and culture
what once was our reality
is to you just so vulgar
*Jeans turned up to show white selvedge with red stitch
©MC Bolton 2014


I loved that poem, I’m sure love will find you again. x