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Was It For This The Clay Grew Tall?

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NB. the penultimate line is a quote from war poet Wilfred Owen's "Futility".

HMS Britannia

some years ago,

began bouncing

along the bottom

of turd-strewn

and poisoned

inland waterways

and shorelines,

she’s scraping

the moral barrel,

going through

its rotten bottom,

into the cesspit,

in which she’s floating,

all with the blessings

of silent clerics

and arse-licking,

state-sponsored

hate-mongering

genocide-enabers.

Was it for this the clay grew tall?

WE WILL REMEMBER THEM

 

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