nineteen years old and angry:
clutching the kalashnikov, the holy qur'an
the throats of black men,
and the hope of change;
leaning on the shovel:
300 hunks of hated flesh
worked into the hard, hot earth;
he couldn't place scotland on a map,
he has never heard of guildford, birmingham,
or of brighton's grand hotel.
THAT'S FOR LOCKERBIE
And for Yvonne Fletcher
And IRA Semtex Victims
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