I Remember a Childhood Friend
I Remember a Childhood friend
Only twenty One when her Life reached the end
Not Ones for Following the rules
We were often skidging school
Until I found my Self
Suspended
And my friend did
She get kicked out as well?
Nah she was just telt
To
Go to Hell
Cause even at the age of twelve
We already Knew fine well
She would not amount to much
Given that Her parents were junkies and such
And so her Life path was set
Off She went
To Follow in their Footsteps
I Heard she became a prostitute
By a Human Trafficking ring she was Used
And there were those Who Knew
It is easier to recruit
Those Who are Vulnerable and Traumatised
More likely to Believe the Lies
Of the offers of a better LIfE
Anyways
As that Story usually goes
She went on to overdose
Body left for weeks to Rot
In an old Abandoned squat
In my town
In a slum
Yes We do have those where I come from
Though Scotland Prides it Self
On Being Rich
Not every One gets to Benefit
And in that slum living
There were Kids
I Seen the hand drawn Rainbow pics
To Think that area was once Sought after
By the shipyard workers and the gaffers
Then on the World Stage appeared the political actor
By the name of Margaret Thatcher
And that area started to Decimate
Most of the jobs were Taken Away
And like my pal’s Body
That area Decayed
As the Work was replaced
By HEROIN
And Who let this fellow in?
Just a Coincidence?
In the nineteen hundreds decade number eight
This Drug turned up
Giving The People and Escape
From another Violation
Another Rape
As time and Time again
Our Lives are Taken Away
And We’re Left Behind
Without any Say
Many say Thatcher is a witch
But did she alone cause All of It?
Maybe it’s handy to have a Scapegoat
So We don’t have to Look too close
At That which
We All Allow
to Unfold
In a Society so Numb and Cold
Some may say
My friend deserved to End This Way
She took drugs
It’s True
She did
But I Remember
She was just a Kid
And so the Sun sets
Time to Let
Go
Scotland
A once Proud Nation
Where so Many are cut out of the equation
But maybe One day
We’ll put our Judgements down
And then It will Be Allowed
For People to Come Together
And Speak Out
About those things
Of which We Are not proud
In a World so Unjust and Unfair
Many Communities are left in Despair
Feeling they are Beyond Repair
Yet so Many Truly do Care
Though Our Voice is rarely Heard
Coming from somewhere
Many do not wish to stray…
So they turn and Look a Way
But Those Who have Known
The Deepest of Hurts
Remain Unafraid to Touch this dirt
And Remember What It Means
To Put Love First
And so It Is
With the Deepest Remorse
And Regret
As a Nation
We have Failed to Protect
Those Who have Felt
Powerless and small
Shame on us
Shame on Us All
As this Old World
Crumbles and Falls
Many Souls
Have Come to See
This is not how It needs
To Be
And In This Knowing
We Are Free
To Remember
What It Means to Be
A Human Being
And What Really matters in This Life
The Truth
You See
You Are
What Truly Matters
to me
