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Sydney's Toilet

Where I lived 1985-1987

There are some blocks in the loo

Not lego and not w/c

I'm talking about the Housing in Waterloo

These towers of death have escaped inferno

Yet they remain set alight by Hell

Ghosts accost children there

Layer upon layer of bleak despair

Halls that echo the screems of DV

And broken down lifts damp with pee

A skirt of smashed glass surrounds the roots

Of these cement trees watered by booze

The blood of the bungee jumpers cries out from the earth

Its residents starved of dignified worth

There's no peace here but only violence

Days float by in eerie silence

Futures in this place are swallowed whole

No more hopes no more goals

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sparrowsong

Hello Al...

So very sad...

That's just terrible...

I bet things things would change if the Government had to live in those conditions for at least 6 months to a year...

Thank you for sharing...

😭

sparrowsong

 

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al Bikaadi

Yes. They'd change alright. We'd need a new batch of politicians to replace them (R.I.P) 😆 No way the crem-de-la-crem could survive 6 months 😅

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Tony Taylor

WOW AL!!!!...this is amazingly sad, depressing, and heartbreaking......and you lived there?.......wow!!....I am happy to know that you escaped it.....but of course that's why you can write so vividly about it.....I could see the sad images because of how well you painted it in my minds eye.....A fine job of poetic delivery for a truly sad/dangerous place to live......ALL STARS & PINNED!!......well penned brother!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xo  : )
PS. What the heck is DV???

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al Bikaadi

Thanks Tony, I am extremely blessed to have gotten out quick and to have had a life that breaks with statistic trend. DV = Domestic Violence (lots of it there, including under my roof as my mum's husband at the time had become an addict and alcoholic). 

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Tony Taylor

Amen AL!!.....I am VERY happy to know/hear that you are an exception to those terrible statistical trends.....seriously happy for you brother!!.....SHALOM!!......T xo  : )

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Marion

This is a fantastic write Al...you have captured desolation here. Whoever invented high rise and flats should be forced to live in one for eternity...horrible, soulless places...🤗

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al Bikaadi

Desolation is a very apt word to describe it. 

SHALOM

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Pratibha Savani

Hi al. Omg sounds like an awful place to live. No one should. So good you out of it. Obviously it left a mark in your life having experienced it in your descriptive words. Px💜

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al Bikaadi

Yes... true, but sad part is that what was my 35 year old past is still many children's present. 😥

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Pratibha Savani

That is very sad. After all this time...has nothing changed? Hasnt the government got things in place to look after the vulnerable, especially children?? I dont know how it works in your country.
Px

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al Bikaadi

No. And especially not for Aboriginal children 😥

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