By Chris Norris
Spare us a thought, us ‘terrorists’ still stuck
In this god-awful gaol while those who’ve sent
Us down look on and can’t believe their luck
As nobbled judges let the government
Ignore the wrath of us they ‘represent’
By shipping plane-parts and the killing-gear
They need, the IDF, to run amok
In Gaza yet again and show their bent
For Bible-bolstered genocide as Keir
‘Kid-killer’ Starmer lends a willing ear.
Oh yes, there’s times we think of Bobby Sands
And the other nine who died with him, and think:
‘No mystic bond, no laying-on of hands,
No dirty protests, but the kind of link
You feel with someone else who’s been in clink,
Mistreated, vilified, had wardens call
Them every name the tabloid press demands,
Yet knows that once they’re driven past the brink
Those guilty men who put them there will fall
Beneath the heaviest obloquy of all’.
For should we perish they, the wicked few,
The Starmers, Coopers, Lammys, and the fools
Or rogues in legal office, plus the crew
Of tabloid guttersnipes (best public schools!) –
They’ll all line up, the current bunch of ghouls,
To say ‘they had it coming’, or ‘don’t buy
Their martyr stunt’, or ‘dotty old folk who
Don’t get it’, or ‘dumb kids who break the rules
For kicks’. So, for the record – if we die
It’s by their choice: ask them the reason why.
We don’t, and never did, intend to make
A drawn-out horror-show of it, or get
Our mugshots put around just for the sake
Of primetime coverage. No: what we set
Our sights on was to use the internet
For making our views known (who’d trust the press
And its billionaire corrupters?) so our stake
In this would be placed squarely on our bet
That those who’d friended us would hanker less
For martyrs than an end to our distress.
For it’s a bloody awful place, this gaol,
And death’s a terror, and we’d rather pop
Our clogs in a clean bed, so do hope they’ll
Revoke that stupid law they used to drop
Us in the hell-hole of their thought-crime op,
Their ‘civilised’ attempt to make us see
That moral conscience never must prevail
Against those US/UK ties that prop
(With Israel’s aid) the noxious flows of ‘free-
World’ capital as Styx runs out to sea.
