If you were drowning they told me there’s no point  me drowning with you

But I was so sad to take my hand away from yours as the waves washed over us

I hope that you have forgiven me now that you have been dead for so many years

But can I forgive myself, sometimes both evils are equal

But then it wouldn’t matter which you chose and which you let go

But the impulses of the heart are strong

And cannot be denied forever

We are here to live, not to die senselessly with someone else.

Life is strong and must go on

The geese have changed their flight path to the lake
For further to the East a river runs
Once used for milling flour for bread and cake
For making bulbs for lights and wartime guns

The lightbulbs were a fiction in the War
Radar was the secret they researched
An old man in my Art Class once worked there
A physicist who worshipped still in Church

God and radar,guns and shells and tanks
Angels,demons,Jesus Christ we’re damned
Money lenders,presidents and Banks
Evil now seems normal in our land

We saved the world from Hitler but we died
No souls survive nuclear matricide

The lawns of Waltham Abbey are burning, burning brown

Harald’s dust lies here in holy ground.

The river Lea is flowing clear and green

Full of little fishes quite unseen

But there are predators evolve to eat

Tiny fish embody what is sweet.

The bones are fragile, elegant

And neat.

Do such fish have names we cannot speak?

The fish smile on while we play hide and seek