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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=455264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The foot and mouth crisis 2001</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=455264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A clue: "Memitim" 2 down,5 across, DEATH...<br> Another farmer holds his "breath"<br> His crossword puzzle now solved, <br> As he sits by the open fire resolved. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=455264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Firebrats shimmer like melting<br> Sparks through grates, between falling, <br> Slivering, among, the black slates.<br> Like silver ashen; phosphates! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=455264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Covering that hearths entirety, <br> They too show there's no need for "piety"<br> As the future ghosts of the living; burn.<br> His world is an up-turned urn.<br> <br>Listing he hears the cries of the last dying ewe.<br> Whilst angels of death beyond; "view"<br> Descend across each patchwork acre…<br> He himself too! screams at his maker.<br> <br>Prier on prier, prayer on prayer! <br> Foot and mouth each neighboring "acre"<br> Burned black in the gasoline air…<br> Each man alone dies by his plowshare.<br> <br>As more firebrats, recurred…<br> Another flock: another herd<br> Burned; like unguided lost souls<br> Stacked kindling in piled coals.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Mark+Heathcote">Mark Heathcote</a></strong></div>