Once Happy Families!
Pure light dull sparks welding gleaming shipyard red in memory where once East India Dockers hooks full with family pride earn’t weekly by daily their blister flowered bread Rusting now in black armchairs their sold off hulls that kept pride beating hearts floating upon the British tide Belfast across too Glasgow, Newcastle Sunderland never found wanting Liverpool sound made its way down into Old London Town The red labour men were marching ‘’commies they called them though they wouldn’t dare ’’... Sign in to see full entry.