Hood up, head down
Plodding across the ground
Face mysterious
The public become curious
Hood up, head down
The misunderstood frown
Walking around
The soul never found
Hood up, head down
Strolling through the town
Ahead another rowdy crowd
All with heads bowed
Hood up, head down
Plodding across the ground
Heading home again
Tonight I have found enemy and friend
Hood up, head down
Once again...
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I like the beat to this poem and the repetition of the title.