walk by the lane

Walk by the back lane

In the quiet of the evening light

Look at the back houses

The dirty look for my eyes

Some will throw rubbish

Instead of the wastepaper baskets

Leaving it there for the stray cats

To pick it up and run away

Walk by the back lane

Some owners hardly return

Leaving the water overflow

The water tank balancing valves malfunction

Some kitchen doors are rotten

The stray cats can squeeze in and sleep

Maybe give births to the kittens

As the back lane are full of cats

Blame it on the owners

They don't return for years

Even their relatives hardly drop by

Leaving the homes alone

Walk by the back lane

The cats poo are lined on the streets

I don't see the houseowners come out to see

They stay indoors in locks and grilled doors

Walk by the back lane

The light slowly draws out on me

The street lights finally glow

I walk back home