Westfield-wastefield

They tore the heart from my city

Ripped and mutilated.

A mastectomy without reconstruction

A half city

Ne’bother

The North don’t care

They sit in their own shit

Wallow in their despair

Kids get their kicks from the toothless, frowning, homeless, jobless city left to rot

That’s my home

That’s my family.

 

Jennifer Winterburn

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