Social Justice Poetry

Grenfell | A Social Justice Poem by Dan Tindall

This morning everything
Tasted like dust
And the lustful blast
Of life and love
Was just a blushing
Empty husk of

Plastic melts
Copper unwinds
Lights clears through smoke
Filling chambered hollows
With fiery ghosts
Fitted with the latest gear
To roast the souls
Of the gangster kings and queens

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