There are flowers at the station
So we don't forget
Such madness and devastation
Is still with us just yet
All lives have been interrupted
Some not to resume
Now we must be careful
That hatred shant consume
Each and every one of us
Is affected by the wrong
Each and every one of us
Struggles to move on
We all look for a culprit
On which to vent our angst
They are not all terrorists
Yet we blame them and be damned
We need a hate to ease our state
Of mourning for the dead
Love would be so wonderful
Remember them with that instead !
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© kjp raymond 2005
peace.
kev.
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FUCK OFF
13.07.2005 13:29
Where are the flowers for all those who day under the state terrorism????
SADJGHK
Great poem, Kev
13.07.2005 15:07
Londoners are shocked and saddened, although there were terrbly aware that the wrongs being done in other countries would one day bring that same terror to their own streets.
And this is no time for 'whataboutery'. Many of us tried in our own small way to stop the war in Iraq, and are totally against state oppression - that doesn't make us any less shocked or saddenned when horror strikes in our own back yard.
Keep it up, Kev. Your good work is appreciated.
JMC
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there is more meaning here than a foul mouthed four letter word
13.07.2005 22:48
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