the noisy parker Estate (poem)

This is a Poem, about an estate full of nosy parkers.

The noisy parker Estate, where hate is the only love.

The noisy parker Estate, where bullies are born and bred.

The noisy parker estate, where having a REAL occupation; is a health hazard. 

The noisy parker Estate, where concerning yourself with others, is a legitimate business.

The noisy parker Estate, where bins are more important than people.

The noisy parker Estate, where social norms are the law and, the Law does not exist.

The noisy parker Estate, where the Job center is there, solely to demotivate and uninspire.

The noisy parker Estate, where the only dream is to make it, to the next day or, the end of the week.

Where having no money, is a community imposed prison sentence.

The noisy parker estate, where the only time commitments are those commitments to the Television.

The noisy parker estate, where the size of your telly, is more important, than the size of your bookshelf.

The noisy parker Estate, where hope is just a word with no meaning.

Sent from some on the Estate.

Requested to remain, you guess it.

Annoymous!