Friday, 27 February 2015

Three lethal imperfections


Yesterday
in blameless Sheffield
the fading of the great steel heat
cracks cold and sullen hairlines
into endless untold faces;
each eerie frozen scar
an etching from today
into tomorrow


Today
in breathless Paris
the hand-held steel of terror
spits incandescent ignorance
upon tomorrow's half-sketched barbs;
their names as unknown now
as they were
yesterday


Tomorrow
in heartless London
besuited men of money
weave filaments of yesterday into
uncontested writ
ensnaring us that they may
steal again the life we call
today





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