It seems we do not want
To settle down again
This death has stirred us up
We don’t want the same refrain
Elizabeth departing
Calls us start anew
Calls for justice equity
Summon me and you
Little old lady at the gate
Her only son now dead
A mournful procession
Heavy funereal tread
Jesus coming stops the bier
Young man I say arise
And life returns amazingly
Where once were mournful skies
So now in Britain voices stir
Everything must change
The stories that we tell ourselves
We need to rearrange
Issues of privilege class and race
Inequity and crime
Call us to renew ourselves
And not before time
Brian Fahy
13 September 2022
Erris Poetry 