A Tribute To Grenfell Tower

I am a poet, an artist, a writer A lover of humanity This poem I write is about the Grenfell tower story. Kensington,Kensington What have you done Blood stains and tears are scrolled upon your veins. For a dollar , a pound or two You brought plastic instead of foam You thought their would never burn. Kensington,Kensington Hypocrites and thieves You brought these souls to their knees. Twenty seven storeys One hundred and twenty flats Six hundred souls were all entrapped. Kensington,Kensington While you were sleeping These souls were heating. Higher and higher the flames kept on rising Hotter and hotter their became Calling out all in vain. God how I wished it had rain Kensington,Kensington Look at your streets. These souls you see is because of your greed Kensington,Kensington Stop your lies. It's time you open your eyes These crimes of yours is what you have reap There are souls unaccounted for on Latimer street. Numbers are increasing, mothers are still weeping Kensington, Kensington you need to restore Crowds are escalating. Questions asked , answers concealed Kensington, Kensington I fear Your unanswered questions May provoked a political war. Five million why not a billion You spend this much on nuclear wars Kensington, Kensington the public needs answers. Families are in despair There cannot be repaired Kensington,Kensington you need to start reconstructing. These souls are everywhere Mourning and anguish Anger and fear won't disappear. Kensington,Kensington the dead is knocking Their ashes are spread everywhere Soon their will be demanding. False promises slow response Will only awake the sleeping Kensington,Kensington the dead needs to be resting.