Thursday 11 August 2011

To London

Your streets were quieter last night,
Yet still we listened
Less tense
But wary

As sleep finally fell over me
For the first time in days
I returned to thoughts....
Our future

I will not shout
Cry out for cannons
Blame your lost parents
Just hope

That the community we found
Spreads to more corners
Than we swept.
Time for change.

We don't need your rhetoric
Nor your public school games
We need to listen
They're here now

A voice deep inside them
Has caught you now
It was angry and lost
Don't stop

Don't move your focus to courts
Locked rooms and closed ears
Stay with them a while
Time. For. Change.