Grenfell Tower Poetry
In one of our Year 10 English classes, a poetry competition was held on the subject of Grenfell Tower. The students wrote some fantastic poems and below is one such example, written by Lucien Watts.
The Tower
I still remember the day that they died,
The day that we lost them, when millions cried,
As they watched the flames fly up the buildin’,
So many taken, men, women and children.
It was a tragedy for all the ages,
They suffered and died like animals in cages,
And their blood still stains the hands of the rich,
But what villain to blame, we still don’t know which.
But we know that they left those people tied up and bound,
As their great mistake dragged them down to the ground.
But they still deny it, they run from reality,
Self-chosen blindness, it's madness, insanity.
Six years gone by and their stories still ring true,
Those families, their hearts, beaten black and blue.
I still remember the day that they died,
The day that we lost them, when millions cried.
But never forget, remember their names,
Don’t leave their stories behind, lost in the flames.
We hold them and their loved ones in heart and in mind,
Their stories and Britain’s are forever intertwined.
I still remember the day that they died,
The day that we lost them, when millions cried,
Always remember the day that they died,
The day that we lost them, when millions cried.