The Guy that feeds the pigeon just sits there..
Almost like he has no worries in the world, no weight on his shoulders, he's in control.
He greets passer bys with smiles and in London smiles is often something that we tend not to receive nor give to each other and when we do it seems like a beef or some kind of invitation to something that is far from what normal thoughts may hold
Craven birds but they are trained and upon his arrival they cast over him in a flurry like waves to a surfer, like groupies over an artist but whose to say that this guy was not a natural talent in his time.
Perceptions deceive the mind so yes I was looking at a sad old man feeding birds for comfort and seeking company but a closed mind sets ignorance and a negative vibe is a rhythm that I can't dance to
Yeah he's been there when X was sent to jail at 19 and came out at 25 to which he missed the arrival of his child who he has seen since birth but X only See's now.