Venceremos&;#063;

I listen to the radio
on a rainy
storm catcher night
in the suburbs
of London

the wavebands
crackle with
roadmap lightning

and news

*

the blood blemished
nation of Chile
draws breath

the stadiums
of death

hollowed
from the
murdered
ghosts

ache again

Pinochet is free

a done deal
brokered
by a lady
of iron

*

venceremos
we will win

the phalanx sings

it pulses
and rises
on the streets
to a staccato beat

Santiago
draws its hammer
to swipe

*

a branch falls outside
my radio dies