there is no balance
equilibrium no longer thinks
before it speaks
a family gets interrogated
because their child told a teacher
they lived in a terrorist house
terraced freedom fighter
semantic ghosts convalesce
retreat
cut off their foot
to shoot spite in our face
Circles and cycles
of viciousness
take issue
better to fight
a losing battle than
lose a fighting one
with ground troops or
aerial combat
things over-complicate
to this point of simplicity
translate into politics
language cosies up to the victors
symbols make curious bedfellows
with the raw materials they name
and create
the antithesis of art
what’s so funny ‘bout peace love and understanding
i ask myself as the first Elvis
but no late punk or early rock and roll
can make sounds that make sense
of any of this
Kieron Nightingale
Illustration Nick Victor
Poignant
Comment by anne on 3 May, 2016 at 5:34 pm