Forgotten People

F Francis Duggan
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In Council Flats live the forgotten people At the slum end the poorer side of town They live on welfare like their dads before them And from where they live a long hike to renown. They always wear their football scarves and beanies And take them with them everywhere they go They worship their football teams and football heroes The only sort of culture that they know. Their addresses they find not to their advantage For employees employers look elsewhere They tend to think that those living in the slum parts Unfit for work and softened from welfare. With the Council Flats the cops are well acquainted They know it as a breeding ground for crime There are not many there without crime record Who have not been in jail and served out time. Those born there are born to disadvantage The expectations of them is to fail How can you expect to end up a winner If all your role models have been to jail? . How can you expect to soar like an eagle If you don't have the powerful wings to fly If you don't have role models to inspire you To have success in life you may not try? . The politicians only call to see them To beg them for their votes on voting day But when they are elected to high office From council flats they tend to keep away. By circumstance of birth forgotten people Condemned to life of crime and poverty Still they are less impure in ways than many Who have climbed to highest branch of success tree.

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