Teenagers,
chips off the old block,
leaving school,
marching out into the world.
Watching their dad getting by
getting on
maybe struggling
to making ends meet
like we all are.
Watching the news on the TV
reading about an inquiry
into the police
spying on an inquiry
into the police
letting young men get
away with murder
because of the colour of their skin.
Watching an old man
who looks like granddad
telling everyone - again -
how he loved you
and how his trust has gone forever.
©Steve Pottinger
Steve loves words, loves people more, and enjoys poetry which makes him smile, or think, or want to man the barricades. When not standing behind a microphone or in front of an audience, he can often be found down the pub. He hopes you enjoy his work. If you do, check out his website. http://stevepottinger.co.uk
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