the two towers

The two tower blocks
Stood tall and proud
Once new and lush
Still a lasting monument to a decade long since gone

Now run down
A yellow blotch on a grey sky line
With that eye soar were they play insight

My two towers are my mark
My symbol that I am not far away
From my destination
From the big city
Were life is always flash
And big and loud
Were everything seems so huge
And slightly daunting

But my towers are my sign
That I am almost there
About to enter my big jungle of concrete
About to enter the fringes
About to leave the green fields
Into the colour of the city

About to enter the big exciting wilderness
Were anything could happen
Its almost time for my adventure to begin
I am about to enter Leeds.