Bradford’s broken blacktop

bumps brutal beneath my wheels.

But cracks and chasms in each road

won’t dampen the good feels.

For rising from the pavements,

thrusting high into the sky,

LED signs proudly shout the news

to all who pass them by.

That we have been chosen,

a choice to help us thrive,

‘cos Yorkshire born and Bradford bred,

we’re your City of Culture,

today, tomorrow, always

and especially in ’25.

We cruise our beaten blacktops,

Into the rising sun,

Towards our collective future

brighter now for every one.

(Rooley Lane, Bradford. 4th June 2022)