Skate park part 2

This one is a bit embarrassing. I wanted to include this poem from the start, not only because it has got a pretty relevant message and is 'easy' to understand, but because it kind of epitomises the purpose of the project: something young people would understand. 

It was my first idea for the project and, on reflection, it's a bit lame but I guess I know better now.

The next morning I went back to take photos and some had already been sprayed over and torn from being skated over. The day after, you could barely see any of them. 

The full poem: 

Philip Larkin -  This Be Verse

They fuck you up, your mum and dad.

They may not mean to, but they do.

They fill you with the faults they had

And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn

By fools in old-style hats and coats,

Who half the time were soppy-stern

And half at one another's throats.

Man hands on misery to man.

It deepens like a coastal shelf.

Get out as early as you can,

And don't have any kids yourself.