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A Prophecy
The cities of England burn
with the rage of youth -
nothing to gain
and nothing to lose.
Blitzkrieg rains incinerate
shops and schools
give cover
as they rush through
gaping windows.
“so why not go get your own?
a penny’s worth, a purse,
a watch,
designer jeans
you know
loot”
“nearly one million school leavers
and graduates
out of work,
a generation lost
to worklessness.”
So sirens wail as batons flail
like v-bombs launched
at the nation’s children
denied,
cut-back
forgotten
The story of our
strangled civilization
will be written on the back
of bloodied balance sheets
until a new order prevails
in the cities of England, France,
America…
the few rich
and the many poor.
poem
by
Steven Federle
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