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Apr 2016
If you thought at all tell me what did you think?
did you blink at the light of the sun?
or was it the flash from the cameras
that dashed
to get a glimpse of the gun?

The eyes are still steady, the hands are still ready
to go six more rounds in the ring, but the man is
unwilling to take the Kings shilling.


If it's for war that you look
it's on every street, for
every bone that you break
there's one more.

The lawyer tells me to fight the good fight
it don't matter none if it's wrong or it's right,
fight and be done,
I blinked at the sun
and didn't think at all.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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