LET GREN-FELL RISE
walking along just kicking stones minding my own business
Steel pulse
Sparked by an updraught of memory-
Green-fields, red white and blue, so much
animosity what we gonna do? We've had
war and Peach (Blair) its time to reach
beyond our divide.
You're not black, your not white, try
a human being standing, begin. No
prod no taige no rasta- far-I. Far-I
was a lament, near-I is our intent.
The kingdom fell, let the kingdom
rise, uprise. We are closer than we
have ever been, grasp that peace.
This is an Irish/British pome. stand
up for your right to be.
Seg-re-peace-gate no more, raw-
war is over let humanity begin.
I was in Belfast 69' London 77'
Let me remember my past with-
out racial religious tension.
Flags not at half-mast.
So much animmosity what we gonna do?
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