The sun shines down on a northern town
An ordinary lunchtime; such an ordinary day
Extraordinarily shattered by a brutal sound
From the dark implements of blame
And hope lies dying on the ground
Divided opinions divided
By such a savage act
We are all of us diminished
When democracy is attacked
In this green unpleasant land
In this green unpleasant land
Where hope lies dying on the ground
One mindless, terrifying moment
Which feels so very, very wrong
And an afternoon too painful to bear
Drips into a weeping waiting world
When hope lies dying on the ground
This world we are now living in
Torn open by this shame
We once thought so impossible
Before someone lit a flame
Your new red unpleasant land
Your new red unpleasant land
Where hope lies dying on the ground
“I want my country back!” they scream
Wrapped in the bloody white St George
But I want mine back as well, you see
And it’s not the same as yours
When hope lies dying on the ground
In mine opinions shouldn’t end in murder
If your job’s in service to everyone
I once believed it couldn’t happen here
Now we all know how easily it can
In your white unpleasant land
In your white unpleasant land
Where hope lies dying on the ground
Very sad.
ReplyDeleteA day that just might change something or not as the case may be. either way a very sad one for this woman's family and friends and the whole nation.
ReplyDeleteThank you, I could not agree more, but I doubt I could have expressed it so well. I felt ashamed to call myself British, this is not who we are, or at least I believed that. Now I'm not sure anymore, the Britian I see today is a shameful reflection of everything I feared it might become, before I moved abroad. The England I remember is not there for me any longer, i am sorry for those who have lost so much.
ReplyDeleteA fine tribute. Time to crack down on extreme right wing groups. I'm sickened by the mindless animals that have been unleashed since the referendum. Find a cold island and lock them away on it.
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