Fan poem in runo meter for
page 304 of Stand Still. Stay Silent Other children used to play here.
Now there's nothing but decay here,
Crumbling walls and leaky ceiling,
But no wrongness, no bad feeling.
Empty chairs and fallen rubble
But no sense of taint or trouble,
Just the wind through beam and rafter
Like the ghost of long gone laughter.
Three are safe and three still waiting
In the dark, behind the grating.
Hurry, little mother, get them
lest some dire fate beset them.
Other children used to play here.
Now you get to hide and stay here.
Out there danger waits, and violence,
Here is stillness, here is silence.
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