Breaking stone and cracking glass, <br />Steel is bent disfigured brass, <br />Down come buildings all in a row, <br />Industry will always come and go, <br />Falling chimneys tyles and bricks, <br />Thugs grafitii on walls just for the kicks, <br />Brick through window and through door, <br />No longer catch the culprit anymore, <br />None get away some say, they have though, <br />For breaking my house, my life, have an ASBO.<br /><br />Nick Hilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-alas-we-come-to-the-end/
