September 9th, 1991


Once upon a time, there were two boys called Colin and Dale.

One day, to kill the boredom of living in a run down area,

they decided to steal a car. As a punishment, the police rammed them

off the road and into a tree. Colin and Dale ceased to be.

400 armed and angry residents sense the atmosphere changing, barriers arraigning

stopping the police with Military precision.


The meadowell estate was home for me. 7 years old and scared.

Watching the news and seeing the flames burn outside the window

as the petrol bombs start flying through the air.

The chip shop burns

The Community Centre burns

The shops burn.

The Cars burn.


The Lesson that day was that things burn.


They knocked down and rebuilt the place but it's face remains hidden.

You can change the buildings, but

it's darkness stays the same.

You can knock someones home down, but they rebuild and the problems remain.


◄ The Ballad of Lou Reed



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Aaron Dinsdale

Thu 12th Dec 2013 19:08

Thanks for the comment!

The title "Meadowell" is based on the Meadowell Estate where this riot took place....

Maybe I should have made that clear lol

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Tommy Carroll

Thu 12th Dec 2013 17:55

Hi Aaron I started reading the body of your poem before the title- a habit- The line- ''The Lesson that day was that things burn.'' resonates and its power (I believe there is power in the work) exemplified by that line.
Maybe It was deliberate, or no, but that line states and questions at the same time. Accusative and matter-of-fact. Words that stand back and point has a place literature and politics. As per usual- headlines kill the story. Tommy

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