Piccadilly Lane

Walk with me down Piccadilly lane

Where all the houses look just the same

Weeds don’t grow in yards, yet remain vested in the people’s hearts

As shallow as the man-made lakes

Never a rainy day here

Always daybreak

On Picadilly lane

Wives’ eyes dry from the onions they’ve cut

Lips pierced for rebuttal

In the heat of a tussle, husbands burst through the door

Convulsions of laughter

As Misery urns for more

On Picadilly lane, deceit is always in

Bring your kids along as their hopes swell and soar

Heading to schools, being told they’re nothing less than an imbecile 

Even worse, a whore

On Picadilly lane, make no mistake

Silly, you could never decide your fate

Come one, come all

Bated breaths and emergency calls

Smile, honey

The cameras are up

Joy and glee are the tonics we pour into our cup

So slice a smile into those cheeks

On Picadilly lane, heaven nor hell knows the difference between its peaks