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The Sky Reflects Our Labours
Who can identify the town that is the primary focus of this lament?
The Sky Reflects Our Labours
Her calloused hands and tired eyes,
are grey and wet and green and steely;
her gaze is stoic, and often flinty
at the JobCentre counter, as her future dies.
The grey-blue smoking ramparts march,
graven beyond the terracotta houses;
their Wellsian vision of War arou...
Tuesday 24th October 2017 3:22 am
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Not old enough to vote or wed
or give consent,
but old enough to be transferred
by men to men;
possessed.
Not old enough to drive a car,
have overdrafts or credit cards,
but old enough to be exchanged;
expended;
property.
Not old enough to live alone or own a home,
but old enough to be deceived;
to be perceived as third and four...
Wednesday 27th August 2014 2:53 pm
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