Nicky Hetherington

Home Grown

 

What are the ingredients?

Prejudice and fears?

Difference?

Loyalty?

Poison in their ears?

 

Religion and adventure?

a cause worth fighting for?

a sense of worth

and meaning?

desire for something more?

 

We process them and package them

then send them on their way,

blame them

revile them

and plan to make them pay.

 

Who are the home grown terrorists?

The scared and dispossessed?

Misguided

 

and derided,

believing they are blessed.

No Rainbow

 

There is no rainbow in Syria

though it rains bullets

and missiles,

though it rains blood:

of the innocent,

of the guilty.

Though it rains tears

of the grieving,

there is no rainbow:

no realisation

of overzealous destruction.

No promise

of a better future.

No promise

of any future.

Just poisonous rain

in a parched land.

atos
Poor Doors
Sheriff Stars
spikes

thistles stretch their prickly arms afar

Black Triangle
bedroom tax
Disrupt and Upset

Nicky Hetherington was placed 2nd in Writing Magazine's Haiku competition in 2017 and was the poetry prize winner for Oriel Davies Open Writing Competition for 2017 as well.

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spikes
bedroom tax
Sheriff Stars

thistles stretch their prickly arms afar

Black Triangle
Disrupt and Upset

Militant Thistles

prickling the politics of "permanent austerity"