Was it something that you said
was it something that you did?
were you always out in the open
or did you keep somethings hid?
Perhaps you spoke the truth,
trouble is no-one ever saw the proof;
A few things come to mind,
some thought you made a difference
fed the poor gave sight to the blind;
trouble is we’ve been around too long
read all of those stories
listened to that same old song,
about what you’d do for us tomorrow
and when tomorrow never came
some thought they’d remember you
but I’ve already forgot your name.
An engaging,lyrical,introspective poem on a shocking contemporary event.
Moving and contemporay Louis……I had never heard of Jo Cox before her death…..but I hope she is not forgotten