Gang 13
Gang 13
I don’t want to be in your gang
I’m heartsick at the games you play
While I am busy building a life
You are busy taking them away.
I don’t want to be in your gang
I don’t want to maim or kill
Don’t want to sell women’s bodies
Don’t want to poison kids with pills.
I don’t want to be in your gang
So you’ve made my life a living hell
Driven me from the land I love
But I’m alive and live to tell
And one day in the autumn of my years
I know I will hear your death knell
Heed me well
Heed me well
Heed me well!
eve nortley
Mon 2nd Apr 2018 16:05
Thank you to all the people who have commented on this poem - it is based on a real life horror story. Please help to make the UK a real home for people fleeing persecution in their land of birth. Lets use writing to unite us.