Even Stephen?

Even Stephen had a right to life

But it was snatched away by the blade of a knife.

Snatched away on the dark night 22nd April 1993.

Five or six youths with knives, if that is even Stephen, I fail to see.

Even Stephen  had a right to an unbiased investigation

Did it happen … not at first  but his mother’s protests rocked the Nation.

It was not even Stephen, what those boys did

It was not even Stephen that evidence and statements were twisted and hid.

Even Stephen had a mother true and strong

She has fought for justice for  him making sure she’d right the wrongs.

Was it even Stephen that you’ve  been robbed of twenty years.

Stolen, your future, your hopes and dreams and all your fears!

Was it even Stephen  that you had to die that night

But for changing buses you’d  not of seen those boys, not died in your final flight.

You have left a legacy its true  changed laws and procedures too

Was it even Stephen  that they laid a plaque for you

Was it even Stephen that they vandalized it several times too.

Even Stephen,  when was it ever, even for you?

 

Stephen Lawrence

I  thought  of  Stephen Lawrence  tonight  and  so  I  re-posted  this  poem  that I  wrote  about  him  in  2013. God  rest  your  soul Stephen life  was  never even  for  you. You  deserve  to be remembered!

Abandoned

They found  her curled up  in the suitcase, childlike.

Peaceful  and  gently  beautiful all the pain gone.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

She  waited, empty  lean  years , her  suitcase  packed.

He  promised  he’d  come  for her,  he promised  he’d come  back.

At first  she lived  a  normal  life  going about  the  everyday  things

Yet  she  waited  and  hoped  and spurned  love  and the  joy  it  could bring.

 

The  days  were  not  too bad  but  the nights  took  their  toll.

She  yearned  for him  and the need  grew after dark . It  ate  her  soul.

Suitors took the  walk  to her  door  but  none  of  them  got  past  the start

None  ever  matched up  to  him , the  man  who  had stolen  her  heart.

 

She  died  an  old  maid, aunt  and  friend  to  many

Dreams  and  promises  broken. The  man  did not keep  any.

Lovers  she  could  of had, remembered  her  with a  smile

The  room and  the  suitcase  stand  testament to  her  love all the while ……..

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Art work   by kind  permission of   John Grant  from his  blog  Meticulous Mick 

 

Even Stephen ?

Even Stephen had a right to life

But it was snatched away by the blade of a knife.

Snached away on the dark night 22nd April 1993.

Five or six youths with knives , if that is even Stephen ,I fail to see.

Even Stephen  had a right to an unbiased investigation

Did it happen … not at first  but his mother’s protests rocked the Nation.

It was not even Stephen what those boys did

It was not even Stephen that evidence and statements were twisted and hid.

Even Stephen had a mother true and strong

She has fought for justice for  him making sure she’d right the wrongs.

Was it even Stephen that you’ve  been robbed of twenty years.

Stolen , your future , your hopes and dreams and all your fears!

Was it even Stephen  that you had to die that night

But for changing bus’s you’d  not of seen those boys, not died in your final flight.

You have left a legacy its true  changed laws and procedures too

Was it even Stephen  that they laid a plaque for you

…..Was it even Stephen that they vandalized it several times too.

Even Stephen  when was it ever even for you.

____________________________________

 

Stephen Lawrence

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