Scatter of concrete..

The papery walls have crumbled

Bit by bit what shook has tumbled

Heaps of stone have pelted down

Home has become a wrteched town

Riots stopped but so has life

Silence reigns scuffle and strife

Paint has peeled to show ugliness

Neighbours can now hidden witness

Children that cried have hushed up now

Shooed into fear where there was row

Struck by absence of the battling voices

They have created their own angry noises

Not long before the ruin is complete

In a town none notices scatter of concrete