Tuesday, August 9, 2011

London's Burning

They keep fetching engines but the fires rage on
the police sirens sing their fateful end
the wagon to drag children away
after they smash grab and burn
their hoods hiding them from sense
children with nail bombs in their mouths
a war zone
madness descends


Ness said...

Hi. Sorry, I've found you via some particularly unsophisticated cyber-stalking.
I put in my membership request at poetrynz.ning.com a few days ago, and find that when I log in I get a membership pending message, and that does not allow for me to message anyone to see how the membership process works. The "Contact" tab at the site is conspicuous in it's absence. The first name on my sign in is Vanessa, or my email is sandyhooves@ihug.co.nz

Tracey B said...

From Los Angeles I watched in terror remembering our own riots and fires and looting and moral decay. I feared for your fear as you and others had to endure this madness. Thanks to you for putting words to emotions, and thanks to Blogspot for the "Next Blog" button, which I am glad I clicked on today. Best in your city's recovery.