Suddenly strangers will discard their mystery,
Suddenly bodies will sweat with a sweet consent,
Suddenly prophets will read the New Testament,
Suddenly killers will kiss in their prison cells,
Suddenly markets will see that it’s truth that sells,
Suddenly science will unlock another layer,
Suddenly colour will be but a fact of air,
And a billion small heroes pushing at walls,
The millions tip-toeing down forbidden halls,
Will not be around when the edifice falls,
Will die in the silence of their still-silenced calls,
So when suddenly comes let us suddenly stop
And remember the planting that led to the crop.
6 September 2011
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