Ordinary People
They go to the supermarket
Pick up their children from school
Sit down to their teas in the kitchen
Then watch some evening TV
Sitcoms and serials the usual
Channel-hopping to find something cheerful
Chat shows and game shows
Perhaps ignoring the News
Sometimes they go to the pub
Have a chat with their friends
Or go off to the football
If City are playing at home
They’re married, and have been for years
A nice little house in the street
Maybe a car parked right there outside
And a garden to sit out when it’s fine
They have their worries, of course
And which of us can say that they don’t?
With prices going up it seems daily
Yet no pay-rise again on the cards
And when they’re in town on a week-day
They go into cafes and shops
Buy a lucky dip for the Lottery
And hope there’s a change in their luck
They sit right next to you on the bus
In the morning when they travel to work
And listen in to their music
To help make the time pass
They don’t look any different
Just ordinary people in so many ways
Nothing to make them stand out in the crowd
Or to show that they’re anything special
They don’t appear to be evil
Or look like marked criminal types
But what they get up to on their computers
Sets them apart from the rest
Their viewing and chatting and grooming
Goes on sometimes late into the night
But when you talk to them next morning
You’d never tell them apart from your mates
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