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Dreams of Children
by RALPH DARTFORD
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This right-wing conspiracy theory is used to justify the coercive measures against gender, race and labour rights that best serve capitalism, attests GAVIN O’TOOLE
Walking up the hill to the poetry class,
talking to myself as if a madman, of how,
tonight, I’ll encourage the students
to write vivid and historical verse.
I’m trying to remember the words
to ‘Strange Fruit’ and also to turn
willpower over to a god of my own
understanding. It’s hard work.
I note with hope the cheap Christmas lights
that pulse the November houses. The miners’
hours long given away to call centres,
the credit peddlers, the dreams of children.
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