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English Poems

The Boys Of Winter By Alan Bold

Snow around their boots, they gather Like and embodiment of the weather: Huddled there, herded like cattle. They are animals dressed for battle.

One smokes, another sprawls, Three of them sloganise the walls They look askance at Princes Street Defiantly in their defeat: Their breaths clouds in the cold.

These young boys, horribly old, Having nothing (heads shorn of hair). The do nothing, pollute the air With verbal debris, have nothing to declare. They look ahead and blankly stare: Their eyes are onions of despair.