anne-lawton

I knew the name lay hidden in my mind
I turned the corner into street of hell
I saw its walls of grey and green above me
And then it toned- the solemn lifeless bell
For fear I may forget what I had done!
But I will bring it with me daily
A secret load,
 where they don't think there's one
I saw the grotty door and grimy stairs
The stench of death was on them all
Their oblong faces peering through the blinds
To see another victim that might fall
I turned the corner, with my load of lead
wishing that that moaning bell would cease
Every step I took ,I prayed profusely
The prayer I asked- that I might get some peace.