FIFTH COLUMN (LONDON)

In Trafalgar Square, with his one good eye

A hero is watching as people rush by

To the bright lights of theatres, all glamour and fun

The clink of the glasses, tourists on the run

From Palace to Tower to Sherlock Holmes pub,

Then back to hotels for their dinner then club.

Next day’s about culture; you really should see ‘em

As they do in one hour the Science Museum!

Natural History – ten minutes, there’s no time to stay

For it’s back on the coach to the old V and A!

The click of the cameras and shuffling of feet,

Stepping over the homeless living here on the street.

And they don’t even notice how many there are;

Some born here in London, some come from afar.

And though it is Summer, they always feel cold

Yet still they keep seeking those streets paved with gold.

Sightseers crowd on to the open top bus

Still giggling and joking, they don’t notice us

On the steps of St Martins they pass us right by  –

A man with a medal, a dog, and one eye.