Poetry Blogs (GrenfellTower)
Something stinks about this sacrificial affair
This burning stench still will not disappear
It is not just the tower, incinerated that day
Hundreds paying homage to Ramadan prayed
Many Muslims died in that pyre of a fire
Some told exact numbers, best not to enquire
On their holiest month, as Muslims gathered
The worlds media lied and continually blather...
Wednesday 5th December 2018 8:45 pm
I have a fear of fire.
I have a fear of height.
I have a fear of being trapped alone
On my life's very last night.
I have a fear of towers.
I fear the way they sway.
The way the wind's wicked whispers
whistle past with far too much to say.
I fear some in high places.
I fear they do not care.
I fear they lack compassion
I can smell it in the air....
Friday 16th June 2017 7:04 am