Just been to see Mark Pinder's 'Macromancy: Britain and the North East of England 1986 - 2002' at the National Glass Centre, Sunderland.
In a house of broken mirrors
all the sharpest edges nettle.
Nestling into place
they spell out 'Betrayal',
bloody bootprints all along
the long red wall.
After decades of kickings,
for the skinniest of pickings
we'll have you bastards
back in charge again,
though the very house we stand in
awaits its demolition.
An' oh me lads,
ye should've seen us weepin'.
Fists and batons, CS gas
an' then they stick the knee in ...
Harry Gallagher
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