but,
where,
does it leave –
the people –
who are not considered –
to be english?

Borders close the borders the shout goes up but is this reality? is it the only way to protect family? … More

shape of dreams
so readily spun
darkness captures my evening

we have forgotten those that fell
hewn down,
in battlefields and streets of hell

being bold and exciting
it is overrated,
ordinary, calm, companionship
that is me elated

next week it will be the next thing
remembrance for a week
then a new anthem to sing

there are cornerstones
and foundations
traditions,
that must not stop