A CONCRETE FOREST ACROSS AN OCEAN

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‘The Forest of Dreams’


Walking in the middle of the forest, taking a few pics along the way, I looked up, saw a buzzard preparing to swoop down on his prey. Nature at work. Then later, thinking about racist humans at work, I couldn’t help but compare the two.


Up above the buzzards’ waiting
Singing ‘kee-yaa’ for his new love
Down below the farm and woodland
Down below the fledgling dove


He had no choice, no time to play mind games
He’ll take what he can get
Survival of the fittest means
He kills with no regret


Paradise is where the birds sing
In the trees and in the sky
Life’s a race to beat the seasons
Or else his nestlings, they will die


In a concrete forest across an ocean
A white cop kills – a black man’s dead
The police ignore his plea for mercy
“I can’t breathe” was all he said


Equality should be in our DNA
No more poor excuses nor stupid chatter
Law makers and law enforcers
Go prove that ‘Black Lives Matter’


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‘The Long Way Home’


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29 comments on “A CONCRETE FOREST ACROSS AN OCEAN”

  1. Beautiful lyric.

    I’ve never understood judgement of people based on colour, religious beliefs or not, sexuality, gender, size, ability.

    People are people; there are nice ones and horrible ones and all sorts in between; ones you’re going to bond with and ones you won’t, but for goodness sake, why would their skin tone, who they worship or share their lives with have anything to do with anything?

    Although I don’t think that violence is the answer to thuggery, I’m with the protesters, all over the world. Just protest peacefully. Let the Trumps and Johnsons of the world be the ones who allow and even encourage violence.

    We’re better than that.

    The countryside around your place looks absolutely fantastic.

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    1. I totally agree. We don’t need violence to change the world, just less white racists. I did like the Bristol event yesterday though.
      Dover is considered a rough old town but I’ve been here 4 years now and can’t see what others are on about. White Cliffs/Castle/Sea/Harbour/Countryside just up the road/France 35 minutes away. I can only assume it’s because we have a cosmopolitan population – that gives rise to the anti-Romanian and Bulgarian form of racism.
      Thanks for the read ~ George

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  2. A very well written poem. The comparison is so vivid. Very sad the way we live grabbing everything for ourselves without thought of others. Your challenge rings true for all of us.

    This would have been a great poem for Frank Tassone’s challenge at the d’Verse Poets Pub!

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