Please read this powerful and emotional poem writtien by our colleague Davy Kettyles from Unite.
Stands a tombstone for the
poor,
A landmark to indifference
To agony endured,
Warnings mocked and laughed at,
To agony endured,
Warnings mocked and laughed at,
by the mighty of this
land,
till the flames lit up the darkness,
till the flames lit up the darkness,
and exposed this brigand
band.
On the top floors of the tower,
Beyond firefighters reach,
Trapped, children and their mothers cried,
On the top floors of the tower,
Beyond firefighters reach,
Trapped, children and their mothers cried,
save us, hear them screech
all praying for a miracle,
on phones some said goodbye,
they've no angels wings to
fly away,
they may get them, when they
die.
As the smoke and flames engulf them,
As the smoke and flames engulf them,
and their last breath they
inhale,
Their deaths will live in infamy
But truth it shall prevail,
Their deaths will live in infamy
But truth it shall prevail,
hold to account the guilty,
on their shoulders place their crime.
For profit before people
on their shoulders place their crime.
For profit before people
Was the reason and the
rhyme
Neath the skyline of this
city
Stands tall this blackened shell,
Stands tall this blackened shell,
ash carried on the morning
breeze
and the smoke you still can
smell.
Cometh righteous
indignation,
Cry justice, - must be said
Arise arise the many,
Cry justice, - must be said
Arise arise the many,
now you’re the voices for
the dead.
Davy Kettyles
June 17th 2017