Sunday, 14 April 2013

Come, friendly hell

I felt inspired to develop Betjeman's poem Slough after learning that over 55 millions babies had been killed since the end of the WWII. Did the Nazis just switch sides after all?
Come friendly hell and burn us now!
We're burning babies anyhow,
It's hardly worth you waiting now.
Swarm over, death

It's a work in progress, verse 2 addresses the institutions and their emblems of progress

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