A Red Bus ©
Stewart Findlay
Kilmarnock, Scotland
2005
a bus stood segmented like a fruit
red with the blood of the dripping dead
a bus scarred and blown apart
a bus with no destination left
peeled right back like a sardine can
knackered by the blast and violence of the bomb
a bus on its knees heading for scrap
indicators flashing a turning that was wrong
a generation alienated unable
to relate to the past of their fathers
a bus symbolising different horizons
a gap wide opened by explosive charges
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