All the fun of the fear is here;

Laugh, sweetie, at the tortured faces

And even tie one in front of your own.

The kiddies we’d normally run a mile to protect

Are now an integral part of the project.

I half-smile in the supermarket aisle,

‘Don’t worry, darling; it’s not a real hand’,

A tot’s terror’s not easy to understand.

Trick or treat, delight or deceit,

‘Come see my puppy’ now innocent and sweet,

We do these things to help them survive;

Next week we burn a pretend man alive.


Alan Combes     28/10/15

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