Back of the pub tonight
A bit of GBH went down
back of the pub tonight
along the park path and bench
kicks to the head, body, a knife slid in
We came out for a fag and goodbye
full of song, voice and life
to the sirens
lights of the ambo
Above the noise of the intersection
a few yells
Our friends arrive breathless
They’ve stood duty over the way
relying on numbers, witnesses to stop
anything more
adrenalined up for the fight nonetheless
until the security guard arrived
police in tow
So we turn, so not to be ghouls
and wish each other farewell, goodbye
safe journey
Meanwhile they lie with four or five
working on them
One breaks in a run
and returns with cases flapping
We standing outside quick check for mates
and text to check those walking
or cruising
Were they laying there one of us
or one of them
But if they do this to one of them
then one of them is one of us
So farewell, good luck, best wishes
safe journey
Here’s hoping its not
Murder gone down
