Royal Park. No More.
All around me
They are demolishing The Old Schools
But not to replace them
With New Schools
But to put up
Poorly designed Luxury Flats
To house the children of fat cats
I don't mourn the Old School
Those years were cruel
But I surprised myself
By my soft sentiment
At all that crumbled brick and cement
I always wished that someone would smash the place
Right now though
In place of my anger
Is an empty space
Henceforth, Royal Park will just be a pub
For beer and grub
Sat opposite
Drinkers will take a break
Thinking little
Of its one time
Educational namesake
Povey 2014