Boy from the high rise block

Entwined in poppies
Joel lies sleeping
Escaping the creeping
Seduction.
Cover your eyes
Angels who watch us
Joel has forgotten the promise.
Awaiting a freedom
For his generation
Brothers who wander
In pollen soaked clothes.
One day, you'll falter,
Fade down inthe heather,
Leaving opium fields on
Winged feet.