IN MEMORIAM
They say imagine
no more humane songs
and this at Christmas –
the fir trees baubles
weighted many-fold
like lead. He finds
his final peace
through this destruction –
no longer shall he ache
for universal love.
Crushed like a beetle
closer to Colorado
than his scouser’s home.
Perhaps gun-toting Reagan
will sleep in peace, relieved
at another “pinko’s” demise.
Malcolm Evison – 9 December 1980
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