Autumn Edge

Autumn edge


I count the species in the orchard hedge

Maple, Blackthorn, Hawthorn and Hazel thrive

Blackberry and Honeysuckle intertwine

Overgrown Elder pruned and cut hard

Two Oaks, two tall Maples break the line

A Red Admiral sits on a Buddleia leaf

Needing to find a place to hibernate

An idyllic scene a man laying a hedge

The clear blue skies under an autumn sun

But never far from my mind that other world

Of war in Syria, the unrelenting brutality

And the suffering of people in these times

And of the silence of people of my kind

And of the silence, the silent unravelling

Of the myth of the Wests superiority

Of the myth of the Wests democracy

Of the myth of the Wests morality

We assume the cloak of Pontius Pilate

And wash our hands of responsibility.



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