Grenfell Revisited
Granfell tower is a symbol:
a charred monument of loss,
a bombed church's vaulted ceiling.
it is our grief;our heavy cross.
A scarlet tongue licks the ashes.
who unleashed this hydra 's desire?
whose black breath incinerates all?
who released its inhuman fire?
The once laughter of our children;
the family singing at a celebration;
now the endless screech of sirens;
now the roar of conflagration.
Society must remember
these victims now in heaven,
their voices echo on the streets,
their tears shed by men and women.
Did we realise we were all one?
Not until this beacon was fired;
Not until this torch was lite;
Not until justice has inspired.
Let the tower remain in view,
a statue to commemorate.
Let its black ash stain the skyline,
a shrine for us to venerate.
Who's to blame for this tragic shame:
the government's policy?
the contractors' money game?
or the Council's complicity?
The community must be answered!
a phoenix will emerge from this flame;
a blessed reincarnation;
a voice united to eradicate the shame!
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