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Golgotha
Golgotha
Under a northern sky,
the colour of slate,
the bones of our fathers
crunch underfoot
as we climb the hill
to reach the cross
of judgement
at the summit.
Know your place
child of mill worker,
miner, steel worker,
know your place -
for you are not
of our class,
you have no education
at our schools
and univer...
Friday 16th August 2013 10:47 pm
You can't Streep poverty under the carpet... - NaPoWriMo Day 9
A silence fell upon the city,
contorted shadows twisting moonlight.
Stuttering in a speakeasy seemed so misplaced
bottles rattled flickering like Fedora feathers
in an unforgiving wind.
The wretched odour of deprivation
a stench that sticks and degrades ones existence.
Even by day this city remains a lifeless sap
and by night the vampires feast on th...
Tuesday 9th April 2013 4:44 pm
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